A Profusion of Flowers Dazzles the Eye

When the strong faced off, they fought over a single instant.

There was no need for verbal provocation, nor any need to care whether Hu Keke would die. None of it was necessary.

The Blind Man hurled the Heaven-Shaking Thunderbolt in his hand.

Yet in that instant, as though he had suddenly remembered something, he instinctively retreated thirty feet...

Wu Huan saw the Blind Man retreat. No matter what, he was only a squad captain; even if they charged into battle, he had no need to lead the way!

So he also retreated fifty feet.

All the imperial guards and assassins from the Azure Garret hurled the Heaven-Shaking Thunderbolts in their hands at that instant!

Before the first one exploded in midair, they threw out a second, then a third...

Sima Jue, hidden beneath a tree, stared at the scene before him and felt his scalp go numb.

He did not even say goodbye to Wu Huan. He merely turned and fled like a ghost.

He had not come to Moon City to capture a wanted criminal for someone. He had already obtained the opportunity at Brightmoon Lake, and now he had only one thought.

To leave Moon City at once and return to the imperial capital.

Knowing when to stop—that was the lesson he had learned with blood in Netherworld Valley.

What did this chaotic battle have to do with him?

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The Heaven-Shaking Thunderbolts scraped against the air, giving off faint, rippling sounds, like sparks of thunder falling upon a vast white land.

Yet dozens, even hundreds of them, were forced to stop halfway through their flight.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment.

The Blind Man's brows furrowed. The hand gripping his bamboo staff trembled faintly, and the cultivation within him seemed ready to burst