"Hiss..."
After a moment of shock, the Phantom Star Sect members were the first to come to their senses. They gathered together, whispering among themselves and speaking rapidly.
At this moment, seeing Sun Wenyuan wounded and his life force rapidly draining away, the heavy mood among them visibly eased considerably.
As all sorts of speculation flew about, they could not help but draw in sharp breaths when the discussion reached its conclusion.
Listening to the Phantom Star Sect members' hushed murmurs, the people of the Great Zhao Dynasty all wore grim expressions, each looking worse than the last.
For the Great Zhao Dynasty, Sun Wenyuan's injury was by no means good news!
"Wen Yuan!!!"
Sun Wenzhu clenched his fists tightly and stared nervously at Sun Wenyuan in the air. As he called out, he could not wait to rush forward and check on his younger brother's condition.
But before he could get close, the lingering sword intent in the air struck him. With a muffled groan, he was sent flying back.
The aura around him rose and fell without pause, while dozens of fine sword wounds had already appeared all over his body.
Zhao Mingyuan, who stood at the forefront, looked even more dreadful.
At this point, he was completely certain that Shen Miaoyin, who had yet to appear, definitely would not be coming out.
But... by now, the Great Zhao Dynasty had already lost the initiative.
Seeing the life force within Sun Wenyuan growing scarcer and scarcer, Zhao Mingyuan secretly grew anxious. He knew full well that Sun Wenyuan absolutely could not be allowed to perish here. In Muyun Prefecture, Nascent Soul Stage titans were few enough to count on one's fingers.
If Sun Wenyuan fell, it would mean a blow to the Great Zhao Dynasty's highest-tier strength.
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