"Artifact Sect said Mud Swamp True Venerable might be from the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Butterfly Clan?"
"True Fire Heavenly Monarch and Xuan Water Heavenly Monarch might be coming?!"
Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch was overjoyed, his gaze blazing with unparalleled fervor as though it were on fire—especially when he heard that Xuan Water Heavenly Monarch was coming.
He had not heard a word of what the chubby cultivator said afterward.
"Seventh Uncle,"
"Thank you, thank you so much."
"Thank you."
Guang Lei Heavenly Monarch was beside himself with excitement. He took a deep breath and suppressed the restless killing intent and lust in his heart. "I have traveled for over four thousand years, my footprints spanning more than a hundred domains. Others call my reputation illustrious, saying countless Void Refinement cultivators have fallen beneath my blade—but what does that really amount to?"
"Not a single cultivator with an immortal sect inheritance!"
"Not a single prince or princess of the Quasi-Immortal Race!"
"How could anyone be content with that?"
"Without even having slain an opponent like that, how could I have the face to return to the sect, meet the Heavenly Sword Son, or even... challenge the Heavenly Sword Son?"
He thanked him repeatedly, his words tumbling over one another. One could well imagine the turmoil in his heart.
"Cultivators with immortal sect inheritances, princes and princesses of the Quasi-Immortal Race?"
The chubby old man gave a bitter smile.
Unless it was the Sword Dao Immortal Sect, or under special circumstances, Dharma cultivators had not the slightest interest in battles between those of the same realm. The inherited sword cultivators of the Lei Yang Heavenly Sword Realm were at the Nascent Soul Stage, not mighty figures standing at the pinnacle of the Great Thousand World. They simply could not force others to