He, Xun Yuanchu, Cai Li, and the others had long anticipated unwelcome guests, so they weren't surprised by the old man's appearance.
Cen San Niang's expression was complicated. "I never thought your power would have reached this level," she said.
She hadn't been this shocked even when Fang Cheng had defeated Mu Xuanyu.
'How much time has passed? And now he can easily slay a top Earth Elder from Flame God Palace.'
Just then, a clear and resonant voice echoed from the distant sky:
"What Divine Techniques! What a Sword Technique!"
The crowd followed the sound with their eyes. Above the Southern Mang Mountains, thick layers of clouds had appeared, crackling with lightning in a display of immense power.
Atop the clouds floated an enormous vessel, a full thousand zhang from bow to stern. It had the head of a dragon and the tail of a phoenix, and it stood eight stories tall. Below it, a retinue of one hundred and eight Thunder Talisman Dragons served as its escort.
