Tongtian's Farewell

Tongtian looked like a young man. On top of that, he dressed rather simply, and his entire bearing was extremely ordinary. It was only natural for people to look down on him.

All these years, Tongtian had been forging iron. His Sword Intent had been tempered to the utmost, no longer as sharply exposed as before.

The current Tongtian was extremely restrained. Not the slightest trace of Sword Intent spilled from him, making him look utterly ordinary.

After mocking Tongtian a couple of times, the man took out a jade pendant with golden patterns and showed it to the two guards.

"Please!"

The guards immediately cupped their hands and gestured for him to enter.

The man left with his nose in the air. However, just as his front foot stepped into the Imperial Palace, a group of golden-armored guards approached from afar. The aura surrounding every one of them was incomparably powerful.

"Imperial Guards!"

When they saw the golden-armored guards approaching, both the guards at the gate and the man who had just entered wore fearful expressions. Whenever the Imperial Guards went out, it definitely meant that some important figure of the Imperial Family had ordered them to handle something.

Anything involving an important figure was certainly no minor matter.

The golden-armored guards approached with heavy steps and finally stopped in front of Tongtian.

"The Heaven Suppressing King sent us to invite you inside, my lord."

Tongtian nodded, then followed the golden-armored guards inside.

The three people at the Imperial Palace gate were completely dumbfounded, especially the man who had cursed Tongtian earlier. His face instantly turned ashen, and he felt as if one foot had already stepped into his coffin.

What kind of person was the Heaven Suppressing King?

He was a figure whose power reached heaven. Furthermore, he