"Who said the outcome of the great battle had already been decided? How was it that this old man did not know?" Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes, his tone icy. It seemed he had already made up his mind. He refused to believe that if he slaughtered Lu Ruochang and the others, the cultivators of the Three Cultivation Kingdoms would sell the Thunder Control Sect to the sword cultivators of Huan Kingdom!
"Hiss!" Ruoling and the other swordsmen sucked in sharp breaths, realizing that Xiao Hua had been truly enraged and seemed prepared to interfere with the battle using the power of a Nascent Soul! Their expressions changed slightly, while Zhu Chengye nearly stumbled backward several steps, as though preparing to command the many swordsmen!
As for Lu Ruochang, regret filled her heart even more. None of her earlier words had concerned the war; she had merely drawn Xiao Hua's attention onto herself, even intending to trade her own life for the lives of a hundred thousand cultivators. Yet she had never expected Xiao Hua to disregard the bearing of a Nascent Soul cultivator and develop an intent to kill. She had truly outsmarted herself!
Seeing that Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul hand was about to take shape and that his face had turned frosty as ice, Ruoling and the others clenched their fists, prepared to join forces and withstand a Nascent Soul cultivator's strike...
But at that very moment, with a long cry of "Whoosh~!", a flying sword sped in from the distance. A flash of golden light streaked past and landed before Lu Ruochang!
"A flying-sword message?" All the sword cultivators were stunned. Due to the Sword Tomb's peculiar nature, flying-sword messages could not previously be sent directly into it. Now that the Sword Tomb had completely vanished, such