Mo Changtao was ecstatic and shouted loudly, waving his hand. All the soldiers were overjoyed. If they could kill the National Master of the Great Han, they would leave a significant mark in the history of Nanjiang's attacks on the Great Han!
"Kill!"
Everyone shouted in unison, their voices deafening!
However, when their blades struck towards the National Master's body, the blades simply couldn't move forward even an inch, as an invisible barrier firmly blocked their swords outside.
"What's going on? Our blades can't advance even an inch, how can this be?"
A few Nanjiang soldiers muttered in disbelief, their faces changing drastically.
"It's those yellow papers, the National Master of the Great Han comes from the Daoist Sect. It's said that the Daoist Sect of the Central Plains has many mysterious techniques, and some talismans, they're skilled at researching these peculiar things!"
