Inside the Flood-tier City, the Dao Unifiers wore expressions of terror, especially the Flood-tier City Lord, who could scarcely believe his eyes.
He had served under Zong Shenliang for many years and knew full well how powerful the man was. He was one of the ten strongest experts standing at the pinnacle of the Inner Realm. Even the other Top Ten City Lords would find it exceedingly difficult to defeat or injure him.
But what was he seeing now?
Zong Shenliang had lost an arm. A huge wound at his waist seemed to expose bone. His aura was waning, and his face was pale as paper.
Such grievous injuries were simply unheard of.
He even had the feeling that if Zong Shenliang had not happened to encounter his Uniting Dao City here and hide inside it for refuge, he might soon have been hunted down and killed!
The Flood-tier City Lord stiffly turned to look at Lu Ye. There was hardly any sign of injury on Lu Ye's body, and he found that utterly unacceptable.
Had his City Lord suffered a crushing defeat in that battle?
This Human Race Lu Ye... could actually be this brutally powerful?
Zong Shenliang was still babbling on. Having suffered such a massive loss, he was undoubtedly furious beyond measure, spewing every vile curse and insult he could muster to vent the resentment in his heart. It seemed that only this could help him salvage a little face before his subordinates.
Lu Ye said nothing. He merely drew the Crag Mountain Saber in silence. Dao force flowed, and a blue-black hue slowly spread across the blade, twisting like some living thing.
Zong Shenliang's face darkened at the sight, and he sneered mockingly. "What, you want to break the city and kill me? Do you have