The cut Mu Chenyun suffered was extremely serious, deep down to the bone.

The Asura Soul Severing Blade was tempered repeatedly through the use of sinister beasts’ poisonous blood, able to prevent the coagulation of blood. Together with how fast he ran, he lost a lot of blood, leaving his body in an extremely weak state.

Thirteen sets of Sky Devil Heavy Armor, this was enough to leave the entire Dragon Snake Border Army shaken. No one could suppress this matter.

However, Mu Chenyun didn’t flee, instead acting as if nothing happened at all. He returned to his private residence in Deer Forest Province, calling in sick and waiting.

It was because he was someone who worked under the empire, so as for all of the methods he used, the empire was also aware of them. That was why no matter how great the world under the sky was, he had no place to run to, his life or death would only depend on the emperor’s decree.

He didn’t even try to ask around to find out just who it was that ruined his plans… no, ruined the plans of the one on Central Continent Imperial City’s dragon throne.

This feeling of waiting definitely wasn’t good, this even more the case for a cultivator whose soul force already reached mid stage State Knight level.

The entrance was desolate, sounds of horses infrequent.

This was a blistering summer day. Outside this private residence of his, not only were there no sounds of people, even the summer cicada noises seemed to...