“Will he agree to it?” The Wu Feng Hall member asked doubtfully.
“He will, because this is precisely what he wants. If he kills me, or even dies together with me, then this battle will end. That’s his goal, and I have simply given him an opportunity to achieve it, that’s all,” Chu Fengyun said contemplatively, confident that he would succeed.
“But he knows he’s injured, right?” The man asked confusedly, still unable to comprehend the situation.
“Yes, and because he knows he can’t hold on much longer due to those injuries, he will surely not let such an opportunity pass. That fool is too soft-hearted and principled; he’s constantly thinking about the citizens and soldiers on the battlefield, so he definitely would not miss out on an opportunity to end this battle,” Chu Fengyun scoffed, sarcasm evident in his tone. Experts like them who had seen much of life and death tended to view normal people as insects that could easily be crushed, but Mo Kongyuan was an exception.
“I understand.” The man nodded, even as an odd sense of respect bloomed in his heart. Was it really foolish to be worrying about the lives of innocents, and dedicating your life to protect them? Suddenly, he started to regret all the terrible things he had done over the years.
Chu Fengyun raised his head, looked into the distance, and sneered. Mo Kongyuan’s death was fast approaching.
“Great Worshipper!” At that moment, Ren Youran’s hoarse voice rang out. Chu Fengyun turned around to see Ren Youran hurrying over, escorted by a few Wu Feng Hall experts.
“Why are you so badly injured?” Chu Fengyun asked in surprise when he saw Ren Youran’s haggard appearance. Although Ren Youran’s cultivation was far beneath his, there shouldn’t be any enemies around who were not of the realm of True Essence. Even if he did find such an opponent, he should not be this severely injured.
“Great Worshipper, she has returned!” Ren Youran gasped, panting. He still hadn’t recovered from the shock.
“Who?” Chu Fengyun’s heart pounded anxiously.
“Ling Chuxi! She got out!” Ren Youran exclaimed.
“What?! Did you see wrongly?” Chu Fengyun’s entire frame trembled. He personally saw Ling Chuxi being swept up into the barrier of the Eight Gate Array, how could she possibly have escaped? He knew that Ren Youran would not have the guts to lie to him, plus, besides an expert of the realm of True Essence, who else would be able to injure him to such an extent?
“Definitely not! Even when I self-exploded Battle Qi, I was still not her match, and I got badly injured in the process! I initially wanted to fight and die together with her, but I was afraid that she would ruin your great scheme, so I immediately rushed over to report it to you,” Ren Youran said, pretending to be humble by bowing his head.
Chu Fengyun looked dumbfounded. He never would have dreamed that Ling Chuxi would be able to escape the barrier of the array!
With Ling Chuxi’s cultivation, how did she escape? Could it be that the Divine Messenger Huangfu Qingjue’s cultivation was so incredible that he could actually pull Ling Chuxi out?
That wasn’t good.
If Ling Chuxi could return without a single scratch, then wasn’t Huangfu Qingjue’s cultivation unimaginably tyrannical? Chu Fengyun broke out in a cold sweat. He seemed to have poked a very dangerous bear.
Chu Fengyun watched the tragic, bloody battle below, and was furious at the sudden turn of events. Mo Kongyuan’s death was near, and Nan Xia Country was about to become part of Ding Lin Country’s map, but now, Ling Chuxi had returned and Huangfu Qingjue was fine too. Even if Mo Kongyuan died and Nan Xia Country was annihilated, things were not going to be easy for him with those two around.