"How dare you!!!"
Qin Xuanxiao roared inwardly.
He had never imagined that his greatest reliance, the Emperor's Divine Sense that had always worked without fail, would actually be suppressed by someone!
Prince Rui's Heir had heard of Chu Huai Xu's strange abilities. This Champion of the East Continent seemed to possess a natural suppression over Sword Cultivators.
With the Storytellers' embellishments, his battle with Mo Lingfeng had directly evolved into Mo Lingfeng giving it his all, yet being unable even to draw his sword, much less possessing the qualifications to challenge him with it!
But the problem was, I am a Spear Cultivator!
"With the status of the Emperor's Divine Sense, how could a low-level cultivator possibly suppress it by force?"
"Our Old Ancestor is a cultivator at the peak of the Ninth Realm, a figure standing at the summit of Xuanhuang!"
What Qin Xuanxiao found even harder to accept was that almost everyone under heaven knew he possessed the Emperor's Divine Sense.
But what was the other party's identity?
—A Royal Deathsworn, an Imperial Hound!
This was a grave act of disrespect!
Qin Xuanxiao, a natural superior among men, had never imagined that anyone in the [organization] would dare do such a thing.
A lackey under the Court's command, suppressing an imperial ancestor?
Brat! How dare you!!
This suddenly made His Highness the Prince realize that something was wrong.
Perhaps the situation's development would differ somewhat from what he had expected?
Just as he became distracted, Chu Huai Xu's Fingertip True Gang attacked once more.
This Moon Kingdom Spy clearly had no intention of giving His Highness the Prince any chance to catch his breath.
The overbearing True Qi carried Fearless Sword Intent, moving at an extreme speed.
A Profound Grade Sorcery at the Great Perfection level—this was a