Mo Wuji looked at the fist mark and the mess of blood on the floor in shock. He did not derive a half bit of joy from Ju Feiyang’s death, but a strong sense of crisis.
Ju Feiyang was a Tier 4 Earth Pill Refiner; this was a high and superior existence within the Xinghan Empire. Even in the Formless Blade Sect, he had a status comparable to the sect head. However, he was crushed to death like an insignificant ant.
If he were to plead with Granny Linglong, and his words dissatisfied her, would he be casually killed too? Mo Wuji wasn’t afraid of being targeted; he was only afraid that he might be too helpless to even fend for himself.
Power. He needed much more power.
Within the crowd, the Formless Blade Sect Head Gu Ran saw Ju Feiyang being killed with a single fist. His lips curved into a frown, but he could only silently acknowledge this outcome.
