A few hours later.
Shangguan Xu, accompanied by the two Golden Core Guardians Li Hu and Zhang Wen, swiftly left Immortal Mist City in their flying boat, covering a distance of thousands of miles. They did not put their guard down until the sight of the Immortal Mist City was completely obscured from their view.
"Damn that Immortal Mist City."
"I won't forget what happened this time."
Shangguan Xu gritted his teeth, seething with resentment.
Never in his life had he been so humiliated or suffered such a huge loss.
He had narrowly escaped death, falling a hair's breadth short of perishing in enemy hands.
Thanks to the fact that his enemies feared his father, Shangguan Qing, he had survived. Otherwise, there was no doubt he would have met his end.
Right now, he wished he could rip those bastards apart.
"Young Master, that woman should be the Sect Master of the Immortal Mist Sect, Leng Yuexi."