"Xie Yuan? You actually killed Xie Yuan!"
Xu Wudi slowly raised his hand and wiped his face. His palm was covered in bits of flesh.
He stared at Jiang Yan, his gaze gradually turning cold.
"This man is utterly audacious!"
The first time Jiang Yan killed someone, they could still explain it away as an accidental death and just barely smooth things over. But this second time, he had openly killed someone in front of so many members of the Divine Might Army.
Xu Wudi had every reason to be angry. For all these years, the Divine Might Army had always been the ones who destroyed families and wiped out entire lineages, slaughtering other family powers until rivers ran red. No one had ever dared to brazenly attack the Divine Might Army like this.
Today, he had finally seen it happen.
"Just what kind of background does this man have? Who is he?"
Amid his anger, Xu Wudi actually felt a twinge of unease.
He was called Wudi and followed the path of invincibility. Whenever he encountered an opponent, he always crushed them with overwhelming force.
But that didn't mean Xu Wudi was a reckless fool with no brains.
On the contrary, as the sword heir of the Wuliang Sword Sect, he had seen plenty over the years.
He knew that the Wuliang Sword Sect was the overlord of Moyun City, but in Hengshan Dao, let alone the entire Great Qian Kun Empire, it could only be considered a third-rate sect.
Even without counting the Kunlun Divine Palace, there were several powerful sects in Hengshan Dao stronger than the Wuliang Sword Sect.
There was always someone stronger, and heaven beyond heaven. That was exactly the point.
So when he saw Jiang Yan strike the Divine Might Army without hesitation, Xu