Yu Dong felt despair. The youth in front of him was simply too terrifying; he had actually killed Yu Dong's master, Adept Mooncrescent, in an instant…and that divine will attack! Yu Dong had personally sensed it as well, and had gone dizzy for a brief moment. He knew exactly what that sort of short-term dizziness represented in a battle between Immortal cultivators, where life and death was determined in an instant.
"Milord Raindragon Guard." Yu Dong was incomparably frantic; he could sense the surging, killing intent coming from the person before him. "Are you sure there isn't a mistake? I, Yu Dong, have always been unwilling to offend people, and in fact, I've never offended others. Milord Raindragon Guard, is it possible that you've been deceived? Killing me isn't a major matter, but if you were to let the real culprit escape, that'd be a disaster."