Whoosh!
As the wind rose, strategist Dongfang Gan thought, This is bad. He called to Hua Mantian beside him, "I'll go take a look..."
With that, he tossed out a bamboo pole, transformed into a breeze, and headed across the moat.
To the soldiers on and below the city wall, it looked as though the strategist had crossed the moat on a single reed, making his way toward the two fighters locked in battle.
Hua Mantian was about to cry out.
But Wang Xian's voice came from beside her. "Let him go."
Even as the wind rose, the general's sword did not pause. It continued to sweep forward.
At that moment, Qin Wentian saw no spirit sword in Nalan Xiongfeng's hand. Nor did he see Dongfang Gan approaching from behind like a gentle breeze.
Feeling the lingering intent of the runes in the wind, he decided he could wait no longer.
He couldn't let the man in front of him gather momentum again. He had to seize the moment and win this battle in one decisive burst!
Watching the scene unfold, the tens of thousands of soldiers didn't understand what was happening...
Only a handful of peerless cultivators, gazing at the rune intent still floating in the wind, recognized the most terrifying danger. If the general made even the slightest mistake, he might not be able to withstand the hidden rune intent, even if he came to his senses in time.
That was the divine talisman's greatest power.
Even if the general's sword shattered it, leaving it unable to draw upon the power of heaven and earth,
the rune intent still concealed in the wind, faint and elusive, was like countless hidden arrows. All it took was a gust of wind for it to strike with another killing blow.
And