"Why? Why had this happened?"
"Let me die knowing the truth!"
As the dust settled, a battered figure leaped out of the giant five-fingered crater.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Xu Wudi dropped to one knee and hacked up blood. The green and black swords on his back had vanished without a trace.
As for the white sword known as the "Heavenly God Sword," it was still there, but the white light on the Extreme Realm Divine Weapon's surface had dimmed considerably. It seemed to have been damaged in their clash.
"Let me die knowing the truth..."
Xu Wudi stared fixedly at Jiang Yan, a hint of pleading in his eyes.
As the Wuliang Sword Sect's Jianzi, he held a lofty position. He didn't want to die without knowing which powerful force he had offended.
That was the only thought in his mind.
Whoosh!
A streak of light descended, and Jiang Yan landed in front of Xu Wudi. He casually raised a hand, and the towering giant behind him moved with it.
It opened its enormous palm and reached to grab Xu Wudi. Before its hand even drew near, a violent gale poured down from the sky above.
In an instant, the ground was riven with ravines, and Xu Wudi's body was covered in countless wounds.
"Since you insist on knowing the truth, I don't mind satisfying your curiosity."
Jiang Yan looked at Xu Wudi and spoke unhurriedly. "Jian Twelve. You should know him, right?"
Jian Twelve?
Xu Wudi nodded, but his confusion only deepened. He couldn't understand why Jiang Yan had brought up the Divine Might Army's commander, whom he had sent to Dark Moon Lake.
"Jian Twelve is already dead. I killed him near Dark Moon Lake."
Jiang Yan's voice remained utterly flat. "Jian Twelve came to Dark Moon Lake