The Immortal's Wine Store

Chapter 303 - Battle

At this moment, the distant Hu Xiandao finally noticed the old man’s strength. His pupils constricted when he sensed the overwhelming aura coming from his hunched figure. He found it hard to believe that such a fragile old man could actually emit a palpitating pressure that made him feel dread.

"Elders, protect the disciples from any danger. Lead them to retreat from this place!" Hu Xiandao shouted grimly, stunning the disciples in place. From the expression of Elder Hu, they knew that the old man leading the Crimson Sun Sect’s group was not ordinary and even Elder Hestia seemed to be wary of him. Thinking about that, the disciples felt a bit worried.

"Elder Hu, leave the disciples’ safety to us. Don’t push yourself too hard and make sure you come back alive to the sect!" The elders said to Hu Xiandao.

Hu Xiandao nodded his head solemnly at them before he sprinted towards Hestia.

"Let’s go! Elder Hu has already spoken! We must retreat immediately!" The elders pushed the dumbfounded disciples.

Meanwhile, Hestia heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that the disciples were retreating with the elders. She then moved her gaze back to the hunched old man in front of her. The aura coming from him was becoming stronger and his aged face is slowly regaining its youthful look.

"Those people are trying to escape! Go after them!" An elder of the Crimson Sun Sect ordered when he saw the retreating disciples of the Heavenly Sword Tower.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Dozens of elite cultivators run past Hestia, but she ignored them. Initially, she wanted to stop them, but the old man seemed to have noticed her actions, so he increased the pressure he was emitting.

"Old man, stop!" Hu Xiandao shouted when he sensed the rising aura of the old man. He felt his heartbeat quickening when the old man gazed at him. Although his eyes were murky, they contained boundless strength and confidence.

Grand Elder Jimen was slightly surprised when he saw the barbarian. From his aura, he should be a 9th-rank Saint. ’9th-rank Saints seems like cabbages in the Heavenly Sword Tower.’ He muttered to himself.

"What do you want to say?" Grand Elder Jimen asked in a cold tone as he glanced at Hu Xiandao’s stalwart figure.

"Your grandson, he wanted to forcibly capture one of our disciples. Luckily, her fellow disciples arrived to save her from her predicament. Unfortunately, your grandson seemed to be adamant in capturing her and he did not even back down when our disciple mentioned that the girl he is trying to capture is a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Tower!" Hu Xiandao voice sounded calm, but he was already sweating buckets.

"You bastards from the Heavenly Sword Tower! Do you really have to kill our young master for a mere disciple? You even killed a few of our disciples and two elders!"

"You should pay for your crime!"

The remaining elders and disciples of the Crimson Sun Sect expressed their anger when they heard Hu Xiandao’s words. They believed that he was merely spouting nonsense.

Grand Elder Jimen sighed in his heart at Hu Xiandao’s words. He knew that the barbarian was most likely telling the truth. After all, his grandson was a womanizer and he would do anything to get his hands on any woman he likes regardless of their status.

’Jimen Kang, you’ve really brought a disaster to the Crimson Sun Sect this time. If you were still alive, I would have personally killed you...’ Grand Elder Jimen was seriously pissed at his own grandson at this moment. This event could have been avoided if Jimen Kang did not force the matter.

Sigh!

Grand Elder Jimen sighed helplessly as he shook his head. He took one last glance at Hestia and Hu Xiandao before he turned around and left. He walked so slowly with his walking stick but no one dared to stop him despite their confusion. The old man’s figure seemed to have become even thinner at that moment.

Looking at the old man’s desolate back, Hu Xiandao felt a wave of sympathy towards him. From the old man’s reaction and expression, Hu Xiandao believed that he wasn’t as bad as his grandson. With his high cultivation, he could have also killed him and Hestia, but it looks like he had no plans of doing that.

"He left." Hu Xiandao murmured.

The elders and disciples of the Crimson Sun Sect recovered from their stupor. They then glared at Hestia and Hu Xiandao with hatred.

"Although the grand elder has spared you, don’t think that we would do the same! Everyone, kill the barbarian! As for the woman, capture her! Let’s bring him to the sect master to appease his anger!"

"Kill!"

They shouted as they pounced towards Hestia and Hu Xiandao with crazed looks. For a moment, spells and skills rained down from the sky, causing violent explosions to erupt.

Bang! Bang!

Facing the combined assault of more than several dozen experts, Hu Xiandao and Hestia remained calm. Only the old man was strong in their group. As for these experts, they were nothing in the eyes of the two.

Hestia waved her sword forward, producing sharp gales of wind around her. She then sent it towards the approaching enemies!

Hu Xiandao took out a massive two-handed greatsword from his space ring. It was even larger than his body, but he wielded it as if it was as light as a piece of paper!

"Be careful! They are strong!" An elder of the Crimson Sun Sect shouted.

"Since you are tired of living, let me send you guys in hell!" Hu Xiandao roared like an angry beast as he brandished his gigantic greatsword. He swiped it sideways, making the space around him tremble. The ground beneath his feet crumbled under his strong burst of power, producing spiderweb-like cracks to the surface!

On the other hand, Hestia’s swordplay looked lackluster in comparison, but there was a strange power emanating from her every action. Fierce gales covered her figure, making her looked like the Queen of Storms!

Multiple figures were sent flying in the air after they clashed with these two. They could not even touch the shadow of Hestia and Hu Xiandao!