Master Shangxuan fled quickly.
He was a Sword Cultivator at the Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Perfection, possessed two Innate Divine Techniques, and wielded a Superior Spirit Sword. But even so, he was no match for their sheer numbers.
After all, no matter how strong he was, he wasn't a Great Trueman. Perfection was still just the Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment. What's more, he wasn't from the direct lineage of a True Monarch from one of the Four Great Forces. So when faced with a siege by a dozen or more Foundation-Stage Cultivators, all he could do was let out the stifled howls of a cornered animal:
"If you have any guts, fight me one-on-one!"
"You beasts... you're all beasts!"
A series of wretched screams followed. Perfected Yin Shan struck Master Shangxuan's back with a seal, Yu Chan stabbed him straight through the front, and Huanxiang shattered his Divine Sense.
