BOOM!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!...
A roar echoed from the mountaintop. Immediately after, a brilliant light flashed across the summit, followed by a turbulent, sweeping wave of Spiritual Qi.
Boulders flew and trees shattered. It was a surprise attack, sudden and swift.
After a short while, the roaring ceased, leaving chaos in its wake.
Chu Mu stood atop a broken tree, his face pale. A shield floated before him, and his blood-stained blade slowly circled around him.
In front of him, severed limbs were strewn across the ground—enough to piece together three or four corpses.
The battle was decided, and several more lives had been claimed, yet Chu Mu was still a bit dazed.
'Why?'
'How had he offended these people?'
He had just left Luofu City and was flying on his sword. As he passed this mountain peak, he was suddenly shot out of the sky.
And then came the ambush by four Cultivators!
