Lu Muqiu had originally been sitting in meditation with his mind gathered and calm, but all of a sudden his whole body trembled; a certain sense in his heart was cut off, and an expression of utter disbelief could not be suppressed from showing in his eyes.
He had never imagined that, with Gao Ruowang's Dharma Power, he would actually be beheaded by Zhang Yan in less than a quarter of an hour.
He had previously considered that the side of Ms. Xu or Yan Huixin might be beaten back, but he had never expected that the mistake would occur at Gao Ruowang's link in the chain.
Cold sweat streamed down from his forehead; Zhang Yan was this formidable—if he rushed over to assist the other Xuanmen Sect Disciples, then the arrangements laid by their Spiritual Sects would be in danger of collapsing utterly, and the situation could be said to be perilous to the extreme.
