Moreover, another presence was rapidly approaching.
That presence was sharp to the extreme, like an unsheathed sword tearing through the air from behind the canyon. It moved incredibly fast, carrying a cutting sensation that made everyone's scalps tingle. Everyone present sensed it at the same time, and Yue Guan and Gui Mei's expressions finally changed completely.
"Seven Slaughter Sword." Yue Guan coldly uttered three words.
Before his words had faded, a silver-gray streak of sword light swept through the sky and landed before Shrek Academy's formation. The sword light solidified, becoming a tall, stern-faced middle-aged man in a silver robe with a longsword on his back. It was as though two invisible swords rested within his eyes.
Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
Rank ninety-six.
After landing, Chen Xin swiftly swept his gaze across the battlefield. It paused for the briefest instant on Bing Yekong, and a faint trace of appreciation seemed to pass through those sword-like eyes before they settled on Ning Rongrong. Only after seeing that she was unharmed did his expression ease slightly.
"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo," Chen Xin said calmly, as though commenting on the pleasant weather, "haven't Spirit Hall's hands reached a little too far?"
Yue Guan gave a soft laugh, but none of his initial composure remained in that smile. Chen Xin alone was troublesome enough. Add Shui Qingrou, a rank ninety-four Douluo, Yang Wudi, a rank eighty-six Soul Master, and an Ultimate Ice Soul Emperor possessing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, and this lineup had already surpassed the interception plan he had envisioned.
"Leave."
Gui Mei spat out the word decisively, his body already turning into a cloud of gray mist as he retreated.
Yue Guan did not linger either. The golden chrysanthemum vanished from between his fingers, and his figure drifted backward amid a faint