"Times have indeed changed. Even these scoundrels dare to take action in the mortal world!"

Grandma Zhou said coldly.

At this moment, Grandma Zhou's temperament changed drastically. Her body was no longer hunched, and she stood there with her waist straight. An unignorable fierce aura burst out.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Across the street, an old man in a Taoist robe floated over. He had his hands behind his back and his feet three inches off the ground. His whole body was suspended in mid-air, looking extremely strange.

A powerful person in the soaring realm!

Behind the old man, more than a dozen young disciples followed closely, all looking at Grandma Zhou and Zhou Guoping with ferocious eyes.

The old man in Taoist robes smiled proudly and said in a cold voice: "Poor Hua, I have already taken to the air. This time, you should obediently hand him over, right?"

The old man's name is Wuyazi, the leader of the Wuyou Sect.

Grandma Zhou snorted coldly, her long silver-white hair moving without wind, and her powerful aura burst out without any concealment.

At that moment, Grandma Zhou's figure floated up, her feet off the ground, suspended in mid-air. She responded in a cold voice, "Flying? Looks like I, Grandma Hua, have to congratulate you."

Seeing Grandma Zhou floating up, Wuyazi's face suddenly changed.

"You actually vacated it too?"

Grandma Zhou snorted coldly and said, "I, Old Lady Hua, still say the same thing: either get out or get your head out!"

Wuyazi's expression was uncertain, and he felt that things were getting a little tricky.

He originally thought that he would be invincible once he broke through the shackles and entered the realm of soaring.

Unexpectedly, the other party had already taken off.

At this moment, another fierce aura came, and several figures rushed towards this place from a distance.

"Old Lady Hua, your Heavenly Demon Sect destroyed my Seven Heroes Sword Sect back then, and today is the day for a reckoning!"

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a gray gown came here.

His feet left the ground and flew over. He was actually a powerful person in the flying realm.

The man's name is Qi Shenglong, the leader of the Seven Heroes Sword Sect.

Seeing her former enemy approaching, Grandma Zhou smiled helplessly and looked towards the northwest with resentment.

"I promised you to protect him for twenty years. It's been twenty-two years now, and you still haven't returned."

"Forget it, I can't protect your precious grandson anymore."

"I've tried my best."

"If he becomes a demon in the future, don't blame me."