On one side was a trusted future subordinate; on the other, a massive hidden danger who wanted to challenge him. The two had actually erupted into a world-shaking battle here on Fubo Mountain. Even without knowing what had sparked it, White Wolf's loyalties had already tilted the wrong way from the very start.
Even so, White Wolf couldn't figure out why Tu Wuming was so hell-bent on harming Xu Yi. Even if he was jealous of Xu Yi, attacking him here on Fubo Mountain and causing such a huge commotion—was he out of his mind?
At that moment, White Wolf wasn't the only one who had been roused. The commotion from the battle earlier had simply been too great.
First, the Maxim gun had spewed fire without pause, its flames soaring to the sky, its roar like scorched thunder shaking the heavens. Then Tu Wuming had unleashed the Dragon of Stars, its dragon's roar resounding between heaven and earth.
Even a deaf man a hundred miles away would have been jolted awake by such a racket, let alone these cultivators, each with astonishing cultivation.
By now, nearly every faction attending the ceremony three days from now had gathered here. Tens of thousands of people were scattered all around, filling the sky as they watched this tremendous spectacle, the likes of which they might see only once in countless years.
Tu Wuming sneered. "You, surnamed Bai, don't bother pretending you're in the dark. I refuse to believe that without your prompting, this junior surnamed Xu would have dared to come kill me."
Boom!
The crowd erupted. No one had expected Xu Yi to come right to Tu Wuming's door to kill him. It was madness.
White Wolf was stunned too. He fixed his gaze on Xu Yi and shouted, "Xu Yi,