My Son Is Here to Collect Debts

Zhuge Xiang and Wu Xuefei walked side by side into the main hall of the Divine Sword Sect, catching all the powerful experts within completely off guard. Who among those present was not a mighty figure of the Void Returning Stage? Yet as these two walked in, not a single person had sensed a thing. Just what manner of sacred figures were these two?

Divine Sword True Person likewise gazed intently at Zhuge Xiang, his brow furrowing slightly as he said, "This fellow Daoist, today is the joyous occasion of my son's birth. May I ask what brings you here?"

"The child in your hands is mine now," Zhuge Xiang stated directly, setting forth his purpose in a simple and straightforward manner.

An uproar arose the moment Zhuge Xiang spoke these words. Although the birth of this child had caused a commotion of extraordinary proportions, no one had expected that someone would come to snatch him away so quickly.

In truth, let alone the members of the Divine Sword Sect, even Wu Xuefei looked at Zhuge Xiang with a trace of astonishment. She had never imagined that Zhuge Xiang was actually here to steal someone else's son.

"Fellow Daoist jest. How could I easily hand my own son over to another?" Hearing Zhuge Xiang's words and his intent to seize his child, Divine Sword True Person's expression hardened. A sword momentum, incomparably sharp and fierce enough to cleave the void, bore down upon Zhuge Xiang. This rolling sword momentum surged like a collapsing mountain or an overturning sea, possessing the might to destroy heaven and earth.

Yet formidable though Divine Sword True Person's sword momentum was, the moment it reached Zhuge Xiang, it vanished into thin air without a trace, unable to even draw close to his body. This state