The Fish Will Die, but the Net Won't Break

Wang Hu's words were nothing short of earth-shattering.

The cultivators present were all filled with horror. The sect master had slain a Nascent Soul True Lord?

That was a Nascent Soul True Lord!

In all of Yingzhou, one could hardly find a Golden Core cultivator, and Nascent Soul True Lords were even more the stuff of legend.

Many people had only ever read accounts of such powerful figures in ancient texts.

Nascent Soul True Lords had lifespans of several thousand years. They were true old monsters.

"Th-this..." Murong Ren's face went pale despite himself.

Though he found the outcome hard to believe, Wang Hu had no reason to deceive them.

Ge Yunxuan was the first to recover. He immediately said, "The sect master has slain a Nascent Soul enemy. This is a blessing for our Northern Border!"

Ge Yunxuan was also full of shock at that moment, as well as excitement.

He knew he had made the right bet again.

Sure enough, from the moment he met Chen Feng, he had known that the master of the Xingfeng Sect was unfathomably mysterious.

Back then, Great Yu had been so powerful, and so many people had thought little of the Xingfeng Sect's chances, yet the Xingfeng Sect had still won.

The master of the Xingfeng Sect seemed capable of making anything impossible possible.

That was precisely why Ge Yunxuan had dared to gamble.

The members of the Ge Household were also thrilled. They had originally thought there was something wrong with Ge Yunxuan's decision.

Now they were immensely relieved that they had come to deal with Murong Ren and the others.

The Ge Household members then turned to look at Murong Ren and his companions, their faces full of mockery.

With a thud,

Murong Ren dropped to his knees.

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