The crowd in the distance listened quietly.
They had never expected that Xu Wendong and Wu Xianzong had already clashed 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."
