Chapter 483: Chapter 127: The Snowy Wind Sword Breaks, The Supre Mountain Falls [2 in 1]_4 Chapter 483: Chapter 127: The Snowy Wind Sword Breaks, The Supre Mountain Falls [2 in 1]_4 Mo Yuantu suddenly stood up, his lips trembling. “What? Can you say that again?”
Hearing the sa response again, Mo Yuantu incredulously asked, “How could this be? Brother Wu is a Heavenly Level master. Who could possibly cause his demise in this area?”
“…”
“Where is Brother Wu’s body?”
“Brother Wu…was bitten by the Ghostly Soul Snake… His body turned into pus and blood.” A disciple from Supre Mountain still had fear in his eyes.
“Ghostly…Ghostly Soul Snake?”
Mo Yuantu swayed slightly, almost falling to the ground.
His mind was a ss.
When did we provoke that thing? How co I didn’t know?
After hearing everyone’s accounts, Mo Yuantu’s eyes glazed over, and his body began to shake.
At the mont of contact, he only noticed it’s gentleness. He paid no mind to things like the Ghostly Soul Snake.
Although he saw a fleeting shadow, he thought it was just a hidden weapon released in gentleness, he didn’t pay it any attention.
Who knew that the shadow was actually a Ghostly Soul Snake?
At that mont, the ones in the forefront were Brother Wu and himself.
In other words, if Brother Wu hadn’t provoked the snake, he might have been the one slashed by a sword. Then, wouldn’t he have been the one who got bitten instead?
Pus and blood…
Transford into pus and blood in an instant.
A chill ran down Mo Yuantu’s spine!
Fortunately, he wasn’t the one who got bitten.
After a few sighs, seeing Mo Yuantu’s pale face and seemingly absent-minded expression, soone asked, “Brother Mo, what’s wrong?”
Mo Yuantu tried to answer, but no words ca out.
“That guy just now, it should be the real gentle one, right?”
Soone asked, “Brother Mo, how did it go? Did you catch up with him?”
Mo Yuantu started to speak but stopped.
The others instantly felt sothing was off, they stopped their activities and turned to look.
Mo Yuantu let out a long sigh, unsheathed his sword, and placed it on the ground.
“You see for yourselves.”
…
“Ancestor Snowy Wind…broken?!”
All the disciples of Supre Mountain were stunned.
The legendary swords have spirits. The Snowy Wind Sword for the Five Peaks is more than just a sword.
It was also a senior who could communicate with them. Although this senior was aloof, irritable, proud, and had a bad temper, often flying up to chop people on its own…
But after all, it was an old ancestor in the sect, the kind that was worshipped with incense.
And now…it was broken?
“Not only is it broken.”
Mo Yuantu held his head in his hands, “Even the spirit body of the Ancestor Snowy Wind…is completely gone, disappeared.”
“What…what happened?”
All were dumbfounded.
“It was the knife of the gentle one.”
Mo Yuantu let out a long sigh, “This ti…the incident…has really escalated.”
All disciples of Supre Mountain were silent.
A big deal indeed.
The Snowy Wind Sword, an elder of Supre Mountain.
It is older than the current Five Peakmasters by over ten thousand years.
From its original creation, to the long years of battle nurturing, to forming its own spirit, to being able to communicate now, it can be said to be Supre Mountain’s beloved senior, old ancestor!
It is also a symbol of invincibility.
Now, this sword is broken, which is a severe blow to Supre Mountain!
It’s not just that a sword is broken, it’s the glory of Supre Mountain for tens of thousands of years being chipped off.
The symbolic aning of it is even harder to accept than the actual aning.
“This…this…I rember…”
A disciple of Supre Mountain said with so trembling, “Many years ago, the old ancestor once said…that is…”
“Don’t say that!”
Another person covered his mouth swiftly.
But fear and panic were clear in his eyes.
“This matter must be imdiately reported to the sect! Let the sect handle it!”
One of the disciples from Supre Mountain said, “This is no longer a matter for us five peaks.”
Mo Yuantu remained silent.
Everyone let out a sigh.
Everyone knows that once this matter is reported, what kind of consequences await Mo Yuantu.
No matter what the reason, the fact that the Snowy Wind Sword broke in Mo Yuantu’s hand is hard as iron!
Supre Mountain will certainly not let the murderer go, but they will definitely not let Mo Yuantu off easily either!
“Report it!”
Mo Yuantu lifted his head weakly, his eyes listless.
“As long as it causes the death of the gentle one… As long as the sect can help take revenge… I am willing to die a thousand tis, in exchange for him to be hanged and quartered!”
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[You know what I wrote wrong, sigh.]
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