Are You Zhaoqin's Tian Mingzi?

The young man was tall and imposing, with a cold, blade-carved face that showed neither joy nor sorrow. His clothing was plain, and his sleeves were empty of worldly possessions. Aside from the black stone saber strapped to his back, he could be said to own nothing at all.

Qi Shangdu.

The foremost martial expert of Wenliang, he had spent his entire life exploring the Saber Dao and was known as the "Heavenly Saber."

Beside him was a red-robed, red-eyed Bald Monk. He had thick brows and large eyes, a powerful physique, and every step he took carried the might of dragons and tigers.

The Red-robed Monk of Wenliang was a reclusive Buddhist Cultivator. His sect and identity were unknown, and no one even knew his name.

The two Mahayana Stage experts stood at the summit of Wenliang. Each possessed tremendous prestige. The Cultivation World had argued endlessly over which of them was stronger, but since they had never fought, there had never been a conclusion.

As for the paper figure walking at the rear, apart from being somewhat eerie, it had no redeeming qualities.

"Eh? The Heavenly Saber and the Red-robed Monk? Why have they come?"

King Zhenbei Peng Xinzhi strode through the void. As he neared Shaoshi Mountain, he suddenly spotted Wenliang's two top experts. His anger cooled in an instant, and his hurried pace slowed as well.

Peng Xinzhi did not rashly go forward to greet them. Though he was King Zhenbei and was also known as the Little Prince Yan, when it came to ability and strength, facing either of the two would be a struggle.

"It's actually them!"

Yin Zhen stood beside his master, carefully casting a glance over and revealing an envious expression.

Once upon a time, he too had been a famous prodigy