"Which fellow cultivator is this?"
Above Gantang Circuit of the Coastal Li Clan, Xiaohai True Person saw his Divine Radiance shattered and immediately tensed, staring solemnly at the newcomer.
Then he saw the escaping light suddenly part.
From within stepped an old man with crane-white hair and a weathered face, yet with a perfectly straight back and a trace of excitement in his expression. Xiaohai True Person froze where he stood.
".Cloud Clan old ghost?"
"What did you say?!" Ancestor of the Yun Family immediately flared with anger. The Yuantu Treasure Talisman appeared in his hand, and that fleeting sword qi emerged once more.
On the other side, Xiaohai True Person let out a sigh.
As he sighed, the trump card he had concealed in his sleeve and tightly clutched loosened slightly, while nine-tenths of the killing intent in his heart dissipated.
After all, this was a Sword Pavilion True Person!
Unless they had decided to flee Jiangbei for their lives, even if the Li Clan dared refuse him respect or even drive him away, they would never dare kill him.
"Why has Fellow Daoist Yun come to my Li Clan?"
Xiaohai True Person remained calm. Behind him, countless rays of Radiance emerged from Gantang Circuit, weaving into a formation and once more evolving into an endless azure sea behind him.
Because the other party had made such a grand entrance and unleashed an incomparably brilliant sword strike, he had not considered Ancestor of the Yun Family at all at first. Naturally, he had been greatly surprised, but after discovering that the attacker was actually Ancestor of the Yun Family, he quickly regained his composure.
How could I not know what this old thing is capable of?
*An impressive-looking silver spear with a wax shaft—pretty to look at, useless in