Xuan Zi: Muscles Instead of a Brain, Thinking with the Pointy End!

"Xuan Zi!!"

Jing Hongchen's furious roar exploded like thunder, his voice filled with rage suppressed to the utmost limit. "What are you doing!?"

Though the two were still some distance apart, he had already used his authority to access the surveillance footage. What he saw nearly made his heart stop.

The underground armory lay in ruins. Ninth-level Soul Tool Master Xu Guozhong was barely clinging to life, like a candle flickering in the wind. And Xuan Zi was relentlessly battering the door to the third level.

Every impact from Xuan Zi made the entire armory tremble violently, as though it might collapse completely at any moment.

Jing Hongchen's vision darkened as well.

Was this guy being a little too arrogant?

After killing Soul Tool Masters of their Sun Moon Empire, not only had he failed to flee, but he was still here acting as though he had nothing to fear, pushing things even further?

Burning with fury, Jing Hongchen was also deeply puzzled.

Mingde Hall had clearly reached an extensive partnership with Shrek and the Spirit Pagoda, agreeing to jointly deal with the threat of the Holy Spirit Cult and Xu Tianran. How could Shrek stab them in the back at a time like this?

If he did not know Mu En and Yuhao's usual conduct, and know that they were absolutely not the sort to destroy the bridge after crossing it, Jing Hongchen might even have suspected that the other side had deliberately set him up.

Watching Xuan Zi's clear actions and target, Jing Hongchen's thoughts raced. A terrifying possibility suddenly sprang into his mind, and he immediately sped up.

"Do you know what you're doing? Stop right now!"

The voice carried over from afar, but Xuan Zi remained unmoved. Sensing that Jing Hongchen was about to arrive, he