Chapter 3976 - 3976: The Spiritual Saint Battlefield

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Only then did Feng Wu realize that Elder Dongfang’s real name was Dongfang Cangjiang. What a masculine name.

“Let’s go.” With a wave of his hand, Elder Dongfang led Feng Wu away.

“Sure.”

Feng Wu followed Elder Dongfang and saw her tear the space open with her bare hands. The two of them went in together.

This was Feng Wu’s first time in a different space.

As soon as she walked in, Feng Wu felt a gust of wind blowing at her.

There were countless wind blades in the wind, each as sharp as a blade. If one wasn’t careful, they would be cut open and bleed profusely.

A golden shield appeared around Elder Dongfang, blocking out all the wind.

Elder Dongfang was a little worried about Feng Wu. After all, Feng Wu hadn’t reached the Spiritual Saint stage yet, and she probably wouldn’t be able to withstand the wind. She decided to protect Feng Wu. Although it would affect her capability, Feng Wu’s safety was the most important thing.

When Elder Dongfang turned around to look for Feng Wu and tried to put her golden shield on the latter, she was surprised by something.

She stood ramrod straight and looked completely unaffected.

Elder Dongfang noticed the scale armor on Feng Wu.

The armor was in the shape of a Qilin. Not only did it protect her head, torso, and all four limbs, but it also covered her head, and only her eyes could be seen.

Elder Dongfang asked, “What’s this?”

Feng Wu’s voice came out of the armor. “Don’t worry. I can protect myself. The wind won’t do anything to me.” Of course, it wouldn’t.

Feng Wu was wearing the Qilin Armor.

It was the Qilin Armor her fifth senior brother gave her.

It used to be a divine weapon, but for some special reason, it was turned into a semi-divine weapon.

However, even a Semi-divine weapon was enough to drive people crazy.

Elder Dongfang gave Feng Wu a strange look, wondering why the girl had such a formidable defensive semi-divine weapon. However, with the armor, Feng

Wu wasn’t afraid of the wind anymore.

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Elder Dongfang immediately took Feng Wu to the Spiritual Saint battlefield.

A battle was taking place.

The Junwu Empire had four capable cultivators.

General Feng Xiangnan.

Mr xu.

Elder Helian.

The Dongsang Kingdom had five capable cultivators.

Xue Zhibei.

Left Emissary Wang.

Right Emissary Zhao.

Lord Jing, a brother of the Dongsang King and Night Owl’s uncle.

And one of Yan Ling’s guards Feng Wu had met in the Junwu Empire, and he was a peak Spiritual Saint.

If the Dongsang Kingdom only had the first four cultivators, the Junwu Empire would still stand a chance. However, with the addition of a peak Spiritual Saint, the battle was doomed.

Feng Xiangnan was at a disadvantage against Xue Zhibei.

It was a tie between Mr. Xu and Wang, between Mr. Lu and Zhao, and between Elder Helian and Lord Jing.

However, the peak Spiritual Saint was watching the battle with a sword between his crossed arms.

Ma Quanquan was ready to join the battle and kill the Junwu Empire’s cultivators at any moment.

As a matter of fact, he was about to start.

He walked up to Lord Jing and said indifferently, “Go get some rest.”

Lord Jing was a prominent figure in the Dongsang Kingdom, but he was very polite to Ma Quanquan and didn’t dare to say no.

That was because…