Footsteps approached slowly from behind. Without looking back, Song Wen already understood his fate.
Quickly, a whooshing sound pierced the air, and Song Wen's head fell to the ground.
From beginning to end, Xu Xuan had not spoken a word to him, for there was nothing to say to such a petty figure.
"Tsk tsk, this really is high treason," Xu Xuan mused with a laugh.
Song Wen and his ilk were driven to utter desperation, compelled to follow through on their dark path to the end.
The mountains below were shrouded in billowing smoke, but he paid no attention to the situation downhill anymore. Chen Chao would handle everything. Such was Xu Xuan's reputation in this world that the mere announcement of his descent rendered many incapable of fighting, too fearful to rebel.
Next, all he had to do was wait for them to deliver the divine weapons, then he could start his new journey.
