<h4>Chapter 1450: Chapter 1447: Xu Wendong’s Revenge</h4>


    The crowd in the distance listened quietly.


    They had never expected that Xu Wendong and Wu Xianzong had already shed in secret.


    Although Xu Wendong paid a heavy price, painfully losing a clone with battle strength equal to his original self.


    But everyone knew.


    This round.


    Was Xu Wendong’s victory.


    Because he had long since guessed Wu Xianzong’s origins.


    "This matter has to be told from when I unraveled the Lock Heaven Great Formation." Xu Wendong’s face was calm: "When I broke the Lock Heaven Great Formation, I was shocked by its foundation. I didn’t expect that the foundation of the Lock Heaven Great Formation would turn out to be the Power of the Nation’s Fate from eight Cultivator Countries."


    "It was also at that time that I discovered, among the eight strands of the Power of the Nation’s Fate, one was weakening and was vastly different from the other seven."


    "And that weakening power was precisely from your Daqian Kingdom."


    "Logically speaking, the Power of the Nation’s Fate in the eight top Cultivator Countries should be evenly matched; such a situation shouldn’t ur."


    "And once this situation arises, it indicates that there’s an internal problem within your Daqian Kingdom."


    "At that moment, I was certain."


    "The mysterious expert who slew my clone in the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm was you."


    Wu Xianzong sneered: "I didn’t expect you to possess such demonic intelligence, deducing from these small clues that it was I who killed your clone."


    He paused for a moment, then said: "You are correct."


    "On that day, it was I who infiltrated the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm and slew your clone."


    "It was to prevent troubles before they urred."


    "But I didn’t expect that you would have a clone with the same power as your main body."


    "Had I known, I would’ve eradicated you that day."


    "However, there’s one thing I’m curious about."


    "Since you guessed my identity, why did you still borrow the Power of the Nine Tripods to resist the Heavenly Tribtion?"


    "Were you deliberately trying to lure me to make a move?" As he said this, the murderous intent in his gaze grew stronger, and his voice was tinged with anger.


    He had never thought that from start to finish, he’d be led by the nose by a junior.


    Xu Wendong shrugged nonchntly: "Although the current Heavenly Tribtion is powerful, it’s still within my tolerance range."


    "I had to lure you out under the premise of ensuring my own safety."


    "If I waited until I was on the brink of death and you suddenly struck, I would have had no chance of victory."


    Wu Xianzong spoke in a low voice: "So, you were acting?"


    Xu Wendong raised an eyebrow: "What else?"


    "You’re courting death!" Wu Xianzong’s eyes widened in fury, and with a wave of his hand, a streaking longsword shed through the sky, exuding icy killing intent, aiming straight at Xu Wendong.


    Boom!


    Xu Wendong’s body trembled, and a surge of immense vital energy erupted, forming a light screen that blocked Wu Xianzong’s deadly strike.


    Even though the opponent’s released longsword was an Immortal energy that could cut through iron like mud, it still didn’t break through Xu Wendong’s defense.


    After all.


    His cultivation level had significantly increased with the tribtion.


    Xu Wendong continued: "Although I consider my acting skills decent, and could probably win an award if I entered the film industry."


    "But it’s also thanks to yourck of wit."


    "Because you didn’t even realize."


    "Even if my acting was great, since my tribtion, there’s been a huge w."


    The crowd appeared bewildered.


    w?


    What w?


    Why didn’t I notice anything?


    Wu Xianzong also stared fiercely at Xu Wendong, eager to know what w he referred to.


    Xu Wendong smiled and said: "For a cultivator, the Heavenly Tribtion is extremely perilous, a life-and-death challenge, and any carelessness could lead to obliteration."


    "Before every cultivator undergoes the tribtion, they try to acquire as many Magical Treasures as possible to use against the tribtion."


    "However..."


    "Apart from seeing me activate the Four Symbols Star Formation, have you seen me use any Magical Treasures?"


    Upon hearing this, the crowd realized.


    Indeed.


    Since Xu Wendong’s tribtion, he only activated the Four Symbols Star Formation; most of the Sky Thunders were endured by his physical body.


    He wasn’t seen using any Magical Treasures.


    This indeed seemed illogical.


    Xu Wendong sneered at Wu Xianzong: "I didn’t even use any of my Magical Treasures or trump cards, just borrowed the Power of the Nine Tripods to resist the Heavenly Tribtion. Such an obvious w, and you couldn’t see it, how are you even serving as a spy!"


    "I really don’t know how, with your intelligence, you’ve managed to be the Emperor of Daqian Kingdom for six thousand years. Hasn’t anyone noticed anything unusual about you?"


    The State Preceptor of Daqian faced Xu Wendong with an embarrassed expression: "Young Master Xu, His Majesty has been in seclusion for many years, so us cultivators in Daqian Kingdom didn’t know he had been possessed."


    The other cultivators of Daqian Kingdom also felt their faces burning, although Xu Wendong was cursing Wu Xianzong, wasn’t he also pping their faces?


    After all, they hadn’t discovered anything unusual about His Majesty.


    Wu Xianzong was furious and humiliated: "Xu, even if you are perceptive and deduced my identity, drawing me out, so what?"


    "My presence has already more than doubled the power of the tribtion cloud."


    "This terrifying Heavenly Tribtion, even if an Immortal descends as you call it, they’d be destroyed in soul and body, can you withstand it?"


    "Our confrontation was determined the moment I stepped into the tribtion cloud; you won’t survive!" Heughed wildly.


    He never thought he would survive today.


    Because he knew.


    Once his identity was exposed, there was no ce for him in this world.


    Thus, there was no losing to Xu Wendong in their confrontation.


    "You know nothing of my strength, young master!" Xu Wendong heavy snorted coldly, those deep eyes of his now exuding a terrifying killing intent: "Today, I will kill you to avenge my clone!"


    Before the words fell.


    He vanished from the eyes of the crowd as if he had never appeared.


    For Xu Wendong, what Wu Xianzong had in was not just a clone.


    That was a brother who lived and died with him!


    With his brother killed.


    How could he not be furious?


    Before everyone could react, they were startled to see Wu Xianzong spewing blood uncontrobly into the sky, like a spirit bird soaring towards the heavens, so fast that even the void seemed to warp.


    It even caused sonic booms.


    As the crowd pondered how high Wu Xianzong would ascend, a dull sound echoed in the void.


    Wu Xianzong ascending seemed to collide with an invisible wall.


    Subsequently.


    Wu Xianzong cried out miserably, his body crashing heavily downwards.


    "Damn, how can your strength be so formidable?" Wu Xianzong shrieked in disbelief, having never spotted Xu Wendong’s presence.


    Even though he possessed the strength of a Ninth-Level Scatter Immortal.


    But at this moment, he was like meat on a chopping board, ready to be butchered.


    Xu Wendong appeared ghost-like under Wu Xianzong, tightly clenching his right fist, surging vital energy like a tempestuous wave, as he roared and punched towards the opponent’s skull: "If not strong, how could one be the Mandate of Heaven Individual?"