But so what?
There are only two possibilities!
First, he was a powerful being who had surpassed the Nascent Soul stage, and he could conceal his aura so well that even a Nascent Soul cultivator like myself couldn't detect him.
Secondly, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator who was seriously injured!
At this moment, Murong Zhan was even more certain that this young man belonged to the second type.
If that were the case, how enormous would the wealth be if one robbed a Nascent Soul cultivator?
"Let me see what makes you so special!"
Thinking of this, Murong Zhan decided to test the waters.
The worst-case scenario is that I leave on my own.
You should know that he himself is not without formidable methods!
If this young man is indeed a severely injured Nascent Soul cultivator, then we've struck gold.
After Murong Zhan finished speaking, a long silver ruler, emitting a silver light, appeared in his hand.
In an instant, silver energy surged forth, filling the sky with murderous intent.
It seemed that the area within a ten-mile radius had become a silver killing zone.
Under that chilling murderous aura, Grey Wolf howled and hid behind Fang Chen.
At this moment, Murong Zhan seemed to transform into a god of war.
"This...this is an aura that surpasses that of a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Murong Sheng's old eyes revealed a look of surprise.
The patriarch of the Murong family has actually broken through to the Nascent Soul realm!
Doesn't that mean he can be compared to the royal family?
"A mere early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator dares to be so insolent here!" Fang Chen felt the killing intent bearing down on him, looked up at Murong Zhan, sneered, and slowly stood up. "Today, let me see what you, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, are capable of!"
laugh!
Sizzle!
......
A silver ruler's shadow filled the sky and covered everything!
They were densely packed and closing in on Fang Chen!
"Shoot!"
Fang Chen shouted.
In an instant, numerous soldiers from all directions unleashed their sub-light-speed railguns at Murong Zhan.
Ding ding ding~~~
To Fang Chen's surprise, so many sub-light speed railguns were actually blocked by Murong Zhan's silver ruler shadow.
"Um?!"
Upon sensing Murong Zhan's attack, Fang Chen was startled. He knew all too well the power of the sub-light speed railgun.
Although this person is only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his ruler-shaped magic weapon is incredibly powerful in defense!
"Die, you old man!"
Murong Zhan shouted, and thousands of shadowy figures shot towards Fang Chen from his hand!
"Awoo!"
Seeing this, Grey Wolf suddenly pounced on Chi Ying and stood in front of Fang Chen!
Pfft~~
Pfft pfft~~~
Three sharp, scabbard-like shadows pierced through Grey Wolf's thighs!
"What kind of ruler is this? It's amazing!"
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Fang Chen's eyes showed surprise.
Grey Wolf let out a mournful howl, tucked his tail between his legs, and limped behind Fang Chen, his eyes full of grievance.
"I never expected that our ancestor would actually break through to the Nascent Soul stage. With this, it won't be long before the power rankings in the Mongol Kingdom are redrawn!"
"Indeed, with the Nascent Soul Ancestor, even if my Murong family were to face the Mongol royal family, we wouldn't be much worse off!"
"That's right, the strength of a force is not determined by the number of soldiers, but by the confrontation between top-tier cultivators!"
"This young man is very capable, but he's really unlucky to have met our ancestor."