Saintly Wasteland Old Man

The cold, clear voice echoed between heaven and earth.

It swiftly spread across a thousand-mile radius.

Everyone was stunned!

Xiao Chen, a disciple of Sword Immortal Academy?

Sword Demon had actually returned!

But Sword Demon had only been in the General Realm a month ago. Though his combat power was exceptional and he could fight across realms, at most he could contend with a Grandmaster Realm expert!

Now that he had returned from the Outer Realm, he could even slay Kings?

But Sword Demon was far too arrogant, wasn't he?

He actually dared to publicly kill a King Realm expert of the Martial Hall.

That was no different from publicly slapping the Martial Hall across the face—loudly and resoundingly at that.

For so many years, no one had dared provoke the Martial Hall, this colossal behemoth, so openly!

It was said that Huang Wuming, the Martial Hall's deputy hall master, had always disliked Sword Demon. Now that Sword Demon had taken things this far, Huang Wuming could not possibly endure it. Sword Demon was in grave danger!

"You killed a King Realm expert of my Martial Hall to establish your prestige. You have some nerve!"

Just then, a golden divine dragon suddenly emerged from the void and sped toward Sword Immortal Mountain through the skies.

Golden radiance filled heaven and earth.

A vast dragon's might made heaven and earth tremble.

Everyone looked fearfully at the divine dragon in the void.

The dragon was simply too enormous, like a gigantic mountain hanging across the sky, its oppressive presence overwhelming.

Golden scales covered its entire body, gleaming brilliantly. Boundless light surged around it, nearly dyeing the entire firmament gold.

Its enormous dragon eyes were crimson, like blood-colored gemstones. From tens of thousands of meters away, they stared fixedly at Xiao Chen beneath