Outside Fuluo Mountain...
Zhu Ruoxuan held the Bronze Ge, his hand tucked within his sleeve, as he calmly watched the standoff within the mountain.
Known as Thousand Year Rust, he was a rare dragon among men produced by Northern Profound Zhu over dozens of generations. His reputation was no empty boast.
In truth, had Zhu Ruoxuan not encountered Zhou You, he would still have stood out even in the fiercely competitive capital.
Even after signing a contract to become a personal guard, he had not fallen into despair. Instead, he had recently broken through another heaven.
By comparison, Gong Jinhuan was far inferior. He had only just broken through to Triple Heaven and was at the early stage of Strong Martial.
He led Jian Xiaocao and three martial masters, whom Zhou You had appointed as "young tutors."
Within the personal guard corps, their group had followed Zhou You all the way south and were his trusted confidants, holding a different status from the personal guards recruited later.
Although the later additions were stronger, at minimum Mid-stage Strong Martial and even Late Strong Martial, they were still far less close to him.
"Zhu Ruoxuan, should we go in and bolster our lord's momentum?"
A Strong Martial Guard asked. In the current situation, the Fuluo Mountain Lord still harbored a sliver of hope and refused to submit to execution. The only concern was that things might drag on too long.
With the lineup of their personal guards, they only needed to charge into the mountain and assist Zhou You. Destroying Fuluo Mountain would take no more than a morning or evening.
The Mu Clan, a top-tier aristocratic family, had been countless times stronger than Fuluo Mountain, yet they had still been wiped out by them. What difficulty was there in family annihilation?