"So it was you, you old bastard!"
"Lu Xuan!"
A furious roar filled with hostility and contempt suddenly exploded, its waves carrying a thick scent of gunpowder.
In this vast world, every Supreme Grandmaster was like a brilliant star, their renown long since spreading across the Nine Continents and Four Seas.
Every action of a Supreme Grandmaster could stir towering waves throughout the world, commanding the awe and reverence of countless martial artists.
And Lu Xuan, who now appeared before them, bore an identity even more extraordinary.
He was the Grand Marshal of All Troops of the Great Qian Dynasty, holding command over a million strong army.
With a single stomp, he could make mountains and rivers tremble. He was, without doubt, the pillar that held up the heavens for the Great Qian Dynasty.
Among the Supreme Grandmasters of the surrounding Four Great Dynasties, quite a few high-ranking figures had glimpsed Lu Xuan's true face from afar on various occasions.
"HAHAHAHA!"
Just as the atmosphere grew taut as drawn swords, ready to erupt at any moment, the emperor of the Supreme Imperial Dynasty suddenly threw back his head and laughed wildly, his unrestrained, arrogant laughter ringing through the clouds.
A contemptuous gleam flashed in his narrowed eyes, while the curve of his lips brimmed with disdain.
His posture made it clear that he regarded Lu Xuan as fish on the chopping block.
He did not consider this famed Great Qian marshal an opponent worthy of battle at all.
As though the trap before them was nothing more than a farce.
Who could have imagined that a hunched, white-haired Supreme Grandmaster in his twilight years would possess such audacity?
He had actually dared to lay a trap and wait for forty-four Supreme Grandmasters to walk into the net of their own