Only.
Not in his Black Cloud City.
For no other reason.
Only because.
This city had buried Great Emperors!
And not just one!
From Old Master's cautious, deferential attitude toward Yin Yuanlong.
Xu Potian guessed Yin Yuanlong's identity.
A Great Emperor!
But newborn calves feared no tigers.
Xu Potian, a chuunibyou youth.
Could not endure humiliation!
The fury in his heart was already impossible to suppress.
"A lowly barbaric city?"
Above the city walls, Hei Meier and the others' expressions changed slightly, anger surfacing in their eyes.
No matter who it was.
Being insulted for no reason at all!
Would never feel good.
This was his city.
It represented him.
Insulting Black Cloud City.
Was equivalent to insulting Xiao Chen.
And whoever insulted Xiao Chen.
Was their mortal enemy!
"Brother Tian, this old bastard is really arrogant. Does he think your future status as a Blade Saint means nothing?" Thunderclap Rat said indignantly.
"This old man is already so old—how can he be so rude!"
"Does having high cultivation mean he can insult people whenever he wants?"
"Since Lord Sword Demon took over, when have we ever suffered such an affront!"
In Black Cloud City, atop the ancient streets paved with not-so-broad black cloudstone, people packed the area shoulder to shoulder, a sea of black stretching beyond sight.
The faint spiritual glow emanating from the gray cloud patterns embedded in the black cloudstone was completely obscured by the vast crowd, unable to shine even a trace of brilliance!
With a powerful enemy at the gates, nearly everyone in Black Cloud City had put down their work and come out to watch.
Not only were the streets filled, the upper floors of taverns and shops were crammed full of people as well.
Black Cloud City had become unprecedentedly united after Xiao