Sword light tore through the air like a meteor streaking across the horizon, incredibly fast, crossing endless distance in a flash.
The piercing shriek of ruptured air howled like thunder, spreading who knew how far.
Luo Tongtian's gaze was sharp as a sword, quickly locking onto the Fiend Sovereign and the faintly illusory figure of the brocade-robed old man beside him.
Sensing the two men's auras, Luo Tongtian frowned slightly. With his powerful spiritual intuition, he could detect a subtle disparity.
"This is troublesome!"
"Stall them for now. We can only wait for that brat Lin Xuan to arrive."
"I hope he gets here soon!"
Luo Tongtian muttered inwardly, already raising his vigilance to the utmost.
Meanwhile, the brocade-robed old man and the Fiend Sovereign were still conversing.
"Sequence Rank? Innate Sword Immortal?"
"Such a person actually appeared among this mere lowly race?"
Hearing the brocade-robed old man's astonished words, a strange look also surfaced in the Fiend Sovereign's eyes.
"Hmph..."
"Are all you people of Buddha Soil like this? Arrogant and ignorant. No wonder you, who once nearly became a Dao-level great sect, declined into ruin."
"Do not underestimate the human race. That race once nearly shattered the Heavenly Dao, with every person like a dragon, its might bearing down upon the Upper Realm. Though their starting point was low, their potential was limitless."
"An Innate Sword Immortal would have counted as a genius even within one of that race's great sects."
The brocade-robed old man snorted coldly, then rebuked the Fiend Sovereign.
"He has only just stepped into Half-Step Ascension, his life's evolution has only begun, yet his Mystic Essence of Void Severance has already reached Sequence Rank. Does that not explain enough?"
Sequence Rank was a collective term for profound essences and other powers that surpassed the