"You're Mo Yun?!"
Jiang Wuming's face filled with horror. He clearly hadn't expected Mo Yun to come knocking so soon.
He drew a deep breath, trying to steady himself, then stared coldly at Mo Yun and asked through gritted teeth, "Is Tang Baizang dead?"
Mo Yun replied expressionlessly, "If you mean the fellow in blue who liked wielding a large saber, then yes, he's dead."
"Don't worry. He went peacefully. I'll send you to join him shortly. Brothers for life."
At Mo Yun's words, Jiang Wuming's pupils violently contracted again.
He shuddered and instinctively retreated half a step, his gaze darting behind Mo Yun before swiftly sweeping over their surroundings.
But he soon realized there was no one behind Mo Yun.
Jiang Wuming frowned. "You came alone?"
Mo Yun regarded him calmly. "One man is enough to kill you."
Jiang Wuming's face instantly twisted. "Arrogant!"
He shouted fiercely, tightening his fingers around his saber's hilt. "Don't think killing that useless Lu Ren makes you invincible!"
"Today, I'll show you the difference between early dark force and peak dark force!"
Naturally, Jiang Wuming didn't believe Mo Yun had killed Tang Baizang. He assumed Lin Yanshan had done it, or perhaps some other expert he knew nothing about.
As for why Mo Yun had come looking for him alone, Jiang Wuming couldn't figure it out, but that didn't matter.
What mattered was-
This was an opportunity that came once in a thousand years!
Kill this wretch, search him for the Demon Core, then return to the Chaos Blade Sect immediately!
Even if I don't find the Demon Core, I'll accept it. Either way, this brat cannot be allowed to live. He must die today!
With his mind made up, Jiang Wuming hesitated no longer.
He roared, and the saber in his hand