The scene of carnage unfolded on the projection screen.
The hall fell silent. Everyone seemed too stunned to react, staring blankly at the flickering projection.
On the screen, Chu Mu hovered in mid-air, the Ancient Tower floating above his head as nine dragons coiled protectively around him. The terrifying might he displayed by slaying the Tier Three Late Stage Flood Dragon sent an inexplicable chill down everyone's spine, even though they were only watching a projection.
They had witnessed that sharp glint with their own eyes, to say nothing of the fact that it was the sharpness of such an elusive Sword Intent!
If they were in his shoes, thinking they had escaped death time and again, only to be plunged back into one life-or-death crisis after another...
Caught in such a chain of events, they too would have inevitably met their demise.
"We can't let this man run rampant. Cangnan, Cang Yu, the two of you go and reinforce them at once!"
