But now there were people moving about outside—and right outside his own tent at that. From the sounds of it, there seemed to be quite a few of them.
Li Jing's heart filled with doubt. He felt that something must have changed.
Quietly taking out his Exquisite Treasure Pagoda, Li Jing slowly walked toward the entrance of his tent. Based on his many years of experience in battle, he had already guessed that some kind of upheaval was about to occur.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Li Jing had only taken a few steps with the Exquisite Treasure Pagoda in hand when several sounds rang out. Then he saw several figures rush into his tent, brandishing gleaming broadswords as they slashed at him.
Li Jing instantly raised his Exquisite Treasure Pagoda into the air. Its flashing light forced back the people around him.
"Who is there?!" Li Jing stood beneath the Exquisite Treasure Pagoda and shouted furiously.
Bathed in the Exquisite Treasure Pagoda's radiance, Li Jing looked exceptionally valiant and imposing.
The black-clad men around him gripped their broadswords, their eyes fixed tightly on Li Jing. They were wrapped up from head to toe, revealing only two eyes brimming with murderous intent.
Li Jing looked at the people around him and sensed them carefully, surprise rising in his heart.
He had originally thought that those trying to assassinate him were members of the Demon Clan. But after sensing them just now, he discovered that the power within their bodies was divine power—the power of the Heavenly Court.
"Which general do you serve under?" Li Jing asked coldly.
But their only response was an attack.
Li Jing did not fear them. He drew his longsword and fought against the men. Protected by the Exquisite Treasure Pagoda's light, he was not under much threat.