<h4>Chapter 1208: Chapter 1205: You’re Still the Boss</h4>
Luo Yun flew breathlessly to Mu Yunche, first giving a respectful salute, then nervously responded, "State Preceptor, Prajna Master was not in by anyone, she was just..."
Mu Yunche: "Just what?"
Luo Yun looked towards Xu Wendong and pointed at him: "Prajna Master was captured alive by this person and trapped in his Spatial Magic Treasure, her life or death is unknown right now!"
Although Mu Yunche’s appearance boosted the morale of Frostflower Kingdom’s side, he himself was greatly relieved.
However.
Thinking of Prajna Master being captured by Xu Wendong, a strong sense of unease rose in his heart.
It felt like a stone had been lifted from his heart, only to be reced by a dagger.
Mu Yunche immediately looked at Xu Wendong, sensing his Daoist couple’s presence on him, a hint of murderous intent shed in his eyes.
He spoke with a cold voice, "What have you done to my Daoist couple?"
Looking at Mu Yunche’s furious look, Xu Wendong was unfazed, the corner of his mouth lifted into an intriguing smile: "Don’t worry, she’s still alive. Not only that, she’s particrly satisfied!"
Boom!
Just a simple sentence.
It was like a p of thunder on a clear day.
Shocking nearly a million soldiers from both Frostflower Kingdom and Langya Country.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spine.
Langya Country’s Guardian Great General Hu Lie eximed: "Whoa, Young Master Xu, did you force yourself onto Master Mu’s Daoist couple? You’ve put a green hat on him!"
"I have to say, that’s really something, I, Hu, am impressed!"
Langya Country erupted into loudughter.
Everyone looked at Xu Wendong with awe in their eyes.
After all.
Not everyone dares to take on the Daoist couple of a State Preceptor.
Xu Wendong frowned and looked at him, displeased: "General Hu, you are Langya Country’s Guardian Great General, of high position and authority, why speak so crudely?"
"Even though Langya Country and Frostflower Kingdom are currently enemies, we must still show some respect to Master Mu."
"It’s clearly that Master Mu and I have berades, how can it be said that I forced myself onto his Daoist couple, putting a green hat on him?"
"Speaking is a profound and mysterious art, even if you are Langya Country’s Guardian Great General, you must learn it well."
Hu Lie was dumbfounded, then he cleared his throat and couldn’t help asking: "What do you mean byrades?"
As soon as he asked.
The battlefield became silent.
Many people wanted to know what Xu Wendong meant byrades.
Xu Wendong showed a shy expression: "I have entered the path Master Mu once explored, but deeper than him."
Hu Lie shivered: "Whoa, isn’t this putting a green hat on him?"
Langya Country’s cultivators burst intoughter, and the air was filled with a joyous atmosphere.
On the contrary, on Frostflower Kingdom’s side.
Everyone’s expression was very serious, humiliation visible in their eyes.
Mu Yunche’s Daoist couple was captured alive by Xu Wendong, and this act of forcefully taking advantage was like an invisible p on the face of Frostflower Kingdom’s soldiers, making them unable to lift their heads.
A soldier of Langya Country shouted, "Young Master Xu, you previously mentioned that you explored the path deeper than Master Mu, doesn’t that imply Master Mu is ipetent?"
Xu Wendong sternly said: "I was merely expressing Prajna Master’s feelings, don’t jump to conclusions."
"Xu! I, State Preceptor, will cut you into a thousand pieces!" Mu Yunche’s eyes were bloodshot, and he roared thunderously in rage.
His voice was cold, imbued with intense murderous intent, making everyone feel the atmosphere grow heavy.
In the next moment.
Mu Yunche moved.
He pinched the spell in his hands, and a sharp yellow longsword suddenly appeared behind him, releasing profound power.
"Dragon-ying Sword?"
At the sight of the sword, Wang Hanchen and Hu Lie both gasped, their expressions turning exceedingly serious.
Because they never imagined Mu Yunche would bring the Dragon-ying Sword.
This was one of the three Supreme Treasures passed down in Frostflower Kingdom, alongside the Tiger Talisman and the Imperial Jade Seal.
The soldiers of Frostflower Kingdom were all ecstatic.
Because they knew.
At the moment Mu Yunche brought forth the Dragon-ying Sword, the battle between the two countries was effectively over.
"This Dragon-ying Sword, seems to have quite some worth!" Xu Wendong narrowed his eyes slightly.
Hu Lie whispered: "Young Master Xu, this Dragon-ying Sword is not just of some worth, but much more than just a bit."
"This sword itself is a top-grade spiritual instrument, with limitless power, and it has been blessed by the great powers of Frostflower Kingdom who’ve ascended the Immortal Realm."
"It’s said this sword can sever a nation’s fortune."
"Of course, it can only sever the fortune of a nation of the same cultivation level."
Xu Wendong nodded slightly, revealing a faint smile: "I’m just in need of a handy weapon, and I think this Dragon-ying Sword would fit quite well."
"Die!"
Mu Yunche pinched his spell, and the Dragon-ying Sword silently sliced through the sky, eerily appearing in front of Xu Wendong.
"Not good!"
"Be careful!"
Hu Lie and Wang Hanchen eximed, but by the time they realized the Dragon-ying Sword was in front of Xu Wendong and attempted to intervene, it was toote.
ng!
When the tip of the Dragon-ying Sword reached Xu Wendong’s forehead, a clear and pleasant ng resounded through the world.
The sound was crisp and melodious.
Yet.
No one found this sound pleasing.
Instead, it sent a chill down their spines, making them shudder.
Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at Xu Wendong, at the Dragon-ying Sword against his forehead.
The divine weapon, originally able to cut through iron like mud.
At this moment, it couldn’t breach Xu Wendong’s defense.
Luo Yun was also shocked, knowing Xu Wendong’s physical body defense was terrifying, but the Dragon-ying Sword’s power was much more terrifying than his spear!
"Die for me!"
Mu Yunche, in shock, regained hisposure, his hands pinching the spell, and in an instant, the Dragon-ying Sword erupted with a yellow light.
"Hmm?"
Xu Wendong slightly frowned, feeling the Dragon-ying Sword releasing a profound aura.
This aura could ignore his physical body’s defense.
However.
He was utterly unfazed, swiftly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and then bit his fingertip, allowing his blood to drop onto the sword.
Mu Yunche’s pupils dramatically contracted, sensing Xu Wendong’s intent: "Stop him quickly!"
He pinched the spell, attempting to control the Dragon-ying Sword back.
But it was useless.
"Hand over the Dragon-ying Sword!" Luo Yun shouted furiously, shooting his longspear forward, trying to stop Xu Wendong from refining the Dragon-ying Sword.
Hu Lie snorted coldly, appearing like a specter in front of Xu Wendong, sending Luo Yun’s longspear flying with a strike, then said, "Young Master Xu, we’ll buy you time, you can refine this weapon with peace of..."
Pfft!
Before he could finish, Mu Yunche spat a mouthful of blood from afar.
This made Hu Lie gasp, turning to look at Xu Wendong in horror: "Finished?"