Chapter 172: Kidnapping
“Master Sword Saint!”
Dongfang Wuji, leader of the White Tiger Corps, screamed at the top of his lungs and rushed toward the Sword Saint.
The other White Tiger members were no different.
“Master!”
“No, Master!”
Though his heart had been pierced, the Sword Saint still stood rigidly upright, his sword planted firmly in the ground.
It felt as if, if they reached him, he would greet them with his usual hearty laugh, “Heh heh!”
“Master!”
But when Dongfang Wuji ran with all his might and reached out to touch him, he had to witness the Sword Saint’s body slowly falling backward.
“Master!”
“Master Sword Saint!”
“You must not leave us, Master!”
All the White Tiger members rushed forward, wailing, but even so, the Sword Saint, whose heart had already stopped, would never awaken again.
“Nooooo!”
They all wailed together.
They could not believe their idol and hero had met such an unjust and meaningless end.
But then, when they cried out the name of the Sword Saint and the entire hall became a sea of tears.
Suddenly, someone spoke in a cold voice.
“A message from the Eastern Lord, Meng.”
It was a cold voice, seemingly utterly unaffected by the death of the Sword Saint, the idol of all martial artists.
Overwhelmed by that intense sense of alienation, Dongfang Wuji, who had been weeping uncontrollably, could not help but lift his head and look at his face.
Then, a warrior entered his sight, clad in attire similar to that of the White Tiger Corps, but bearing a black tiger instead of a white one on his martial uniform.
