Zuo Shuming hesitated. He instinctively picked up his sword, but was rendered motionless by a Soul Formation suppressive force.
The next thing they knew, there was a loud crash. The wind blades had landed on the floor, leaving a huge pit from the impact. The entire Nameless Mountain vibrated. Even the stage that had been built just a few days ago for the disciples to train their sword technique collapsed.
Lonemoon's expression darkened. Chef's voice can be heard from the peak. They looked at the angered Tian Ji and asked, "Supremacy Tian Ji, why did you suddenly come forth to hurt a disciple of my Nameless Mountain?"
Tian Ji was getting angrier by the second. He glared at Zuo Shuming and said, "Hmph! Injure him? A despicable man like him - even if I kill him today, the hatred I feel for him would not dissipate!" HIs suppressive force overwhelmed them once more.
