"I still can't fully use this Space Ancestral Talisman. What a pity. In the end, it isn't mine!" A white-robed man beside Tian Yuanzi muttered to himself.
He was no ordinary figure, but Ren Yuanzi, one of Yuan Sect's three great leaders. Yuan Sect had three great leaders: Tian Yuanzi, Di Yuanzi, and Ren Yuanzi.
With a wave of Ren Yuanzi's hand, a streak of silver light shot from his palm, flew behind him, and entered the body of a blurry figure standing there.
"Haha, Ying Xuanzi, before the battle begins, Yuan Sect will give you an unexpected surprise!" Ren Yuanzi curled his lips, a strange look appearing on his face.
Boom!
Suddenly, towering killing intent surged up behind them. It was so dense that even the clouds beneath their feet grew darker.
Behind Ren Yuanzi, the black-cloaked man had his cloak blown away by the killing intent emanating from his body. A pale face was revealed before everyone's eyes.
"That is... Zhou Tong!"
As Dao Sect's Sect Master Ying Xuanzi descended, not only the Dao Sect forces but all the surrounding martial artists wore looks of utter disbelief.
"How is that possible? Didn't Zhou Tong die at Yuan Sect's hands? How could he still be alive?"
Everyone's hearts trembled violently as their gazes fell upon Zhou Tong, Dao Sect's greatest disciple of the past thousand years—a legendary figure.
In his younger days, Zhou Tong had flown into a rage and stormed Yuan Sect alone. He slaughtered so many Yuan Sect members that blood flowed like rivers, only to die tragically at the hands of Yuan Sect's three great leaders. This was something everyone in the Xuan Region knew.
Now that this genius had appeared once more, the martial artists who had come to aid the Misty Immortal Sect fell