"That's Lord Mu's sword! Don't tell me that kid killed Lord Mu?"
"This... this is unbelievable. A Tier One Martial Spirit actually killed Lord Mu and even stole his most beloved Treasure Sword!"
"Run! We have to run!"
The four Tier Three Martial Spirits were shaken to their core. They lost all will to fight, immediately abandoned the others, and transformed into four streaks of light, rocketing out of the Martial Soul Hall's formation.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Chu Qingyun roared.
He pushed his Profound Celestial Divine Pattern to its absolute limit and charged forward, crashing through a path of worthless Tier One Martial Spirits. Then, all ten of his vines shot out, lashing toward the four men who were trying to escape.
The Primordial Power of those four Tier Three Martial Spirits combined probably surpassed that of the hundred-odd worthless Tier One Martial Spirits left. Of course, Chu Qingyun wasn't going to let them get away!
"Damn it, get lost!"
