Chapter 4010
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Only then did Feng Wu realize that the first elder's real name was Dongfang Cangjiang. It was such a masculine name.
"Let's go." The first elder waved her off and left with Feng Wu.
"Alright."
Feng Wu followed behind the first elder. She tore open the space with her bare hands and went in together.
It was Feng Wu's first time in an alternate dimension.
Feng Wu sensed a strong gust of wind blowing at her as soon as she walked in.
There were countless wind blades in the gust, and each one was as sharp as a knife. If she wasn't careful, she would be cut and the wound would bleed.
A golden cloak appeared over the first elder's body, shielding her from the wind.
The first elder was a little worried about Feng Wu. After all, Feng Wu wasn't a Martial Saint yet, and she probably wouldn't be able to withstand the wind. The first elder decided to protect Feng Wu. Although it would hurt her combat ability, Feng Wu's safety was her top priority.
Just as the first elder turned around to look for Feng Wu and tried to put her golden cloak on her —
But she discovered something that surprised her.
Feng Wu was standing right next to her.
She stood straight and looked relaxed, as if she hadn't been knocked down by the wind at all.
The head of the Dongfang Clan noticed that Feng Wu was wearing a set of scaly armor.
The armor was shaped like a qilin. Not only did it cover her head, torso, and even her limbs, leaving only her eyes exposed.
The first elder asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Wu's voice came out of the armor. "Don't worry, I can protect myself. The wind won't affect me."
Of course it wouldn't.
Because Feng Wu was wearing the qilin armor.
It was the armor that her fifth senior brother had given her.
It used to be a Divine Artifact, but for some reason, it had been reduced to a half-step Divine Artifact.
However, even a half-step Divine Artifact was enough to make people go crazy.
The Dongfang First Elder gave Feng Wu a puzzled look. He did not understand how this little girl could possess such a formidable defensive half-step Divine artifact. However, with the suit of armour, Feng Wu was no longer afraid of the astral winds.
"Let's go."
The first elder said right away, then led Feng Wu to the battlefield of the Martial Saints as quickly as possible.
On the battlefield of the Martial Sages, a battle of the pinnacle was taking place.
There were four powerful cultivators from the Junwu Empire.
Marshal Feng Xiangnan.
Mr Lu.
Principal Xu.
Great Elder Helian.
There were five cultivators from Dong Sang Country.
It was snowing in the north.
Left Envoy Wang.
Emissary of the Right.
King Jing was the brother of the East Mulberry Emperor, and the imperial uncle of Leng Yexiao.
And … Princess Flame Spirit's guardian, who Feng Wu had met in the Junwu Empire, was a Spiritual Saint.
If Dongsang had only sent out the first four cultivators, the Junwu Empire would still be able to hold their ground. However, with the addition of a Martial Sage, the battle was about to collapse.
The wind was blowing from the south, while the snow was blowing from the north.
Principal Xu and Wang Zuoshi were tied.
It was a draw between Mr Lu and the Emissary of the Right.
Great Elder Helian fought against the Jing King, and it was a draw.
Beside him, there was a Martial Sage who was glaring at them with a sword in his hands.
This pinnacle expert called Ma Quanquan was ready to enter the arena and reap the harvest at any time.
In reality, the Martial Sage was about to enter the arena as well.
Instead of facing the wind directly, he went up to the Jing King and said calmly, "You can go and get some rest."
The Jing King was indeed a powerful figure in Dong Sang Country, but he was very respectful to Ma Quanquan and didn't dare say no.
That was because —
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