Gai Xudong won a battle, invigorated with a momentum spilling over like a rainbow. On his flying sword dripped the warm, fresh blood of Wen Jian, casting brilliant light into the surroundings. It was shockingly brilliant, as blinding as it was striking. At the same time, his followers, without any command, charged at Luo Xia and Hao Wenxi, aiming to prevent them from rescuing Wen Jian.
The Great Elder's eyes were bloodshot with fury. He roared, "Gai Xudong, if you dare harm Wen Jian, I will haunt you even in death."
But why would Gai Xudong take a warning from the Great Elder seriously? Having been through countless battles in his life, if anyone could ward him off with mere threats, why would he still be a cultivator? Under his control, the flying sword did not slow down, and went straight for Wen Jian's Dantian.
