At the moment the gate collapsed.
An Ruosong felt a blur before his eyes as Wu Zhong's cold golden face flickered in front of him.
His fist struck fiercely at An Ruosong's chest, An Ruosong's protective Gang Qi was completely ineffective against Wu Zhong, and it was ripped apart directly.
He heard the bones inside his body crackling.
A sweet metallic taste surged up, and An Ruosong's expression changed drastically.
His face turned ashen, knowing full well he was no match for Wu Zhong; the man's power was terrifying.
"Is that all you can do? The Three Sects and Nine Schools, nothing more."
Wu Zhong's icy voice pierced An Ruosong's eardrums like a sharp spike.
In the next moment, Wu Zhong kicked heavily, sending An Ruosong crashing down from the sky.
An Ruosong's body fell straight to the ground, creating a large pit several zhang wide.
Wu Zhong's gaze shifted to Chen Mu beside him, and then slowly moved to Ye Lingyue.
