Severely Wounded

Outside the Wu She Secret Realm, a streak of light shot out from the entrance.

Then two swordsmen tumbled awkwardly onto the ground, their faces filled with resentment and fury.

Many of the warriors who had stayed behind watched them with amusement, some taking obvious pleasure in their misfortune.

Quite a few people had already been teleported out, all of them having encountered grave danger and been forced to save their own lives.

And once they were out, the opportunities inside were no longer theirs. It was truly a pity.

"Ninth Senior Brother! Little Senior Sister! Why have you come out too?!"

Liu Zhu, who had been teleported out earlier, cried out in shock.

How could this be!

How had even the White Moon Ten Prodigies fallen for that kid's tricks? What on earth had happened?!

But as soon as the two swordsmen heard Liu Zhu's voice, anger surged in their hearts. The female swordsman lunged at him and, catching him off guard, slapped him sharply across the face.

"You miserable beast! This is all your fault! If we hadn't gone to avenge you, how would we have gotten caught up in this mess? You ruined our chance at those opportunities, you useless wretch!"

With a thud, the female swordsman kicked him again in a fit of rage, sending Liu Zhu flying a great distance.

He spat out blood and was badly injured, but all he could do was tremble and kowtow as he begged forgiveness.

The onlookers exchanged bewildered glances.

What had happened to make people from the same sect attack each other so viciously?

"Junior Sister, what's done is done. We should think about how to explain this to the Sect Master," the male swordsman said.

The female swordsman grew even angrier. "Explain my ass! That kid didn't