Before the steps, Gu An stood stroking the young divine steed. Though it had only just been born, it was already taller than he was.
When that mass of black qi flew into the hall, Gu An did not turn his head, as if he had not noticed it.
The black qi dispersed, revealing a sword. Its hilt was pitch-black, as though inlaid with black dragon scales; its guard was savage, like sharp dragon fangs; its blade was as wide as a palm, cold light flowing up and down along it.
The sword hovered in midair, its blade trembling faintly.
A pair of eyes appeared out of thin air behind the black sword, gazing coldly at Gu An.
When the young divine steed saw those eyes, it was instantly startled. Its front hooves reared up, and it let out a neigh that echoed through the great hall.
Only then did Gu An turn around and look at the black sword and the eyes, his gaze calm.
"Merit Suppressing God Heavenly Monarch, in charge of the Heavenly Court's divine steeds and Heavenly Officials of the same lineage. His origins are mysterious, his cultivation unknown. An immortal position personally appointed by the Heavenly Emperor, with status above a Supreme Immortal."
An icy voice rang out, its tone indifferent.
Gu An looked at those eyes. The other party's true body could not hide from his gaze. It was a Daoist in azure robes, with a black flood dragon coiled around him. Its body was long and slender like a snake, its dragon claws sharp as blades, and it too stared at Gu An.
This black flood dragon was the sword spirit of the black sword.
This azure-robed Daoist was called Dao Ya Zun. Alongside Dao Shu Zun, he was one of the seven