(True Person Mu's cultivation should have been tribulation transcendence in the previous chapter. It was written incorrectly and has now been corrected.)
He had killed the Holy Son of the Yinyue Holy Dynasty?
Those few words sounded so casual, yet they weighed more than ten thousand thunderbolts, smashing deep into True Person Mu's soul.
His entire body froze. His mind went blank, and even his ability to think seemed to have been stripped away.
An impassable chasm separated the sect master of a vassal sect from the Holy Dynasty's Holy Son.
The powerful backer he had clutched at as his last lifeline was, before this man, nothing more than an ant that could be crushed with a flick of the hand.
Despair-despair unlike anything he had ever known-instantly swallowed his mind.
"You..."
A dry syllable escaped True Person Mu's throat. He still wanted to say something, to beg for mercy.
But Chen Changqing had already lost interest in listening.
He slowly raised his hand.
Hum!
A longsword wreathed in purple lightning and crimson flames appeared out of thin air in his palm.
The Heavenly Thunder Sword!
The moment the mid-grade immortal artifact appeared, a destructive aura swept across the entire battlefield.
The winds and clouds overhead changed color. The stench of blood in the air was instantly purged, leaving only the heart-quaking power of lightning and fire.
"No!"
True Person Mu let out a shriek so piercing that his voice broke. The true essence inside him erupted wildly, and his black wooden ruler blazed with light, transforming into a vast black canopy in an attempt to block the attack.
The hundreds of Black Wood Sect cultivators behind him also snapped out of their terror. One after another, they brought forth their magical treasures and hurled themselves into an all-out