Chapter 365: Lion War (7)
Wuhuang City, Yundan County, Shandong Province Branch—an administrative division of Wuhuang City and the spacious manor where a thousand sword spirits currently reside—knew no quiet days.
Training, and more training.
Driven by their burning desire to witness the ultimate sword technique, the sword cultivators of the Muwang Sect never ceased honing their blades.
This relentless dedication was the very foundation of the Muwang Fortress’s reputation as the greatest under heaven.
But today was different.
The manor gates were firmly locked. Instead of the shouts of battle echoing over the walls, the clang of weapons clashing and blood-curdling screams of filled the air.
The villagers, sensing trouble was brewing, began fleeing to the surrounding mountains and fields, not daring to linger nearby.
Half a day later.
When the scent of blood had spread to every corner of Wundan County.
Squeak.
Finally, the manor gates swung open, revealing a group emerging.
Hundreds of swordsmen, both old and middle-aged, clad in black martial attire, emerged through the gate, their bodies drenched in blood.
The old man at the front brushed the blood from his sword and muttered.
“To drive the entire sword brigade back like this… truly the city of Mu Huang.”
A sincere expression of admiration. The man following directly behind him nodded in agreement.
“It was unexpectedly fierce. So much so that a hundred of our boys died.”
“If there had been even one master of the Absolute Realm in their camp, it would have been far more difficult.”
