All the cultivators within the little world looked toward the black rift hanging at the edge of the sky. Everyone was tense, as if facing a mortal enemy.
This was a little world hidden in the deepest reaches of the Star Sea Sect. For Tian Wuchang to have forced his way in all the way here proved that no few Star Sea Sect cultivators had already died at his hands.
A figure flew out from within that black rift. It was Tian Wuchang!
Tian Wuchang was bare-chested, his hair disheveled, a great python wrapped around his waist. The python's body was covered in black scales, its head curving around his back and emerging from behind his left shoulder, looking ahead together with him as it flicked its forked tongue without cease.
His upper body was marked with eerie black patterns, as if they formed some kind of design, making his entire person look even more terrifying.
From far away, his gaze locked onto An Hao.
An Hao could not help but frown.
The corners of Tian Wuchang's mouth rose, his smile incomparably unruly and arrogant.
"Hurry up and set your formation. Let me see whether the Star Sea Primordial Flag of today is still as domineering as it was back then."
Tian Wuchang's voice rang out. He then swept out a palm, and his hand stirred up a terrifying gale that ravaged ten million li.
The protective formations on one floating island after another were triggered, forming halos of light. Even so, every floating island was trembling.
Da Mingtian stood at the edge of the cliff, holding the Star Sea Primordial Flag in one hand, standing against the wind.
He gave a cold snort and lifted the Star Sea Primordial Flag in his hand upward. The black great banner soared