The Deterrence of a Saint Realm Expert!

"Hmph! Is my grand-disciple someone you ants can bully?"

That aged voice slowly echoed above the sea. It was not particularly loud, yet it seemed to carry an authority that transcended the laws of heaven and earth. Every word that fell was like an invisible sledgehammer striking everyone's hearts.

The sea, which had been churning under the rage of three Saint Lord Realm experts, strangely calmed somewhat the instant that voice sounded. The waves seemed to have been forcibly pressed down by an invisible hand.

Riiip—!

The void above everyone's heads was suddenly torn open by a hundred-zhang-long gash. Within the spatial rift, there was no dazzling divine radiance or astonishing phenomenon—only a Big Azure Bull with sparse fur and a decrepit appearance, slowly ambling out while chewing grass.

An old man sat cross-legged upon the azure bull's back.

The old man wore a washed-out gray daoist robe, with several differently colored patches sewn onto its hem. His messy hair was tied into a bun with a dead branch casually stuck through it. Several wisps of grizzled hair hung before his forehead, blown every which way by the sea breeze.

He wore straw sandals, and there was a large hole at the tip of the one on his right foot, exposing a blackened toe that swayed back and forth with the azure bull's steps.

From head to toe, he looked exactly like a scruffy old farmer sunning himself in the fields.

Yet the moment this unkempt old man appeared, Duanmu Tiexiong, Gu Yuan, Qin Jiutian, and Tang Hao—the four Saint Lord Realm experts—simultaneously contracted their pupils.

Because they could clearly sense that the Saint Lord Realm pressure they had released had silently subsided the instant the old man appeared, like ice and snow beneath the blazing sun. It was not