Seeing Zhou Wenda die before his eyes, Refining Soul Old Ancestor was overcome with shock and fury.
He jerked his head up and glared at Wuxiang Zhenren and Ning Wangshu, his eyes filled with murderous intent and boundless rage!
Zhou Wenda was the disciple he had devoted years to cultivating, and the one he was most proud of.
And Zhou Wenda had lived up to all the effort and faith placed in him. His cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the Peak Golden Core Realm.
With any luck, it wouldn't be long before he, like his master, broke through to the realm Above the Golden Core.
Then Refining Soul Valley would have two people Above the Golden Core guarding it!
But now Zhou Wenda had died beneath Wuxiang Zhenren's sword technique. How could Refining Soul Old Ancestor not be furious?
"Bastards! I'll kill you—"
Refining Soul Old Ancestor's hair and beard bristled. His eyes bloodshot, he snarled through clenched teeth, and a boundless wave of killing intent surged outward like a flood.
The cultivators who had come to watch shuddered despite themselves, feeling as though they had fallen into an ice cellar. Chills ran down their spines!
Refining Soul Old Ancestor wasn't the only one enraged. Ling Daoyi and Master Zhishang Chan were equally furious.
Master Zhishang Chan was especially incensed.
Only moments ago, he had boasted to Refining Soul Old Ancestor and Ling Daoyi that he would keep Zhou Wenda safe.
But now Zhou Wenda had been mercilessly slain by Wuxiang Zhenren right under his protection...
It was a humiliating slap in the face, leaving him utterly disgraced!
Master Zhishang Chan's expression darkened. The compassion of a Buddhist master had vanished from his eyes, replaced by a cold, shadowy look.
Ling Daoyi's expression was no better.
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