Yuanshi had completely lost it. Although he had yet to succeed, he had long regarded all those things as already being in his pocket.
Especially the Saintly Dao Fruit. He had even felt that as long as he captured Chen Mu, it would belong to him.
Yet he had never expected Chen Mu to give the Saintly Dao Fruit directly to Hong Yun, someone who had nothing to do with him. That was truly infuriating.
Yuanshi had previously suspected that the Zhuxian Sword Chen Mu had produced was Tongtian's set. But when he saw that Chen Mu possessed another set of Zhuxian Swords, he had already regarded them as his "future" spoils of war.
And what happened? Chen Mu had handed the Zhuxian Swords to Hong Yun as well, completely wearing away Yuanshi's last shred of reason.
Mine. They are all mine!
With all those grudges piled together, Yuanshi wanted nothing more than to kill Chen Mu with his own hands and vent the hatred in his heart.
Having developed a complete killing intent, Yuanshi was far beyond what Nüwa could stop. In the blink of an eye, he arrived not far from Chen Mu, his Jade Ruyi carrying overwhelming killing intent as it struck toward him.
"Fellow Daoist Chen Mu, step back."
Seeing this, Hong Yun stepped forward without hesitation. He swiftly set down the Zhuxian Sword Array, arranging the four Zhuxian Swords at the positions of the Four Symbols. In the blink of an eye, the Zhuxian Sword Array formed, trapping Yuanshi firmly within.
"Bastard! Hong Yun, retreat now, and I can spare your life."
Yuanshi glared furiously and spoke to Hong Yun through gritted teeth.
Even now, he still regarded Hong Yun as a Great Luo and had yet to wake up to the current situation.
"Saint