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"Chen Taixian!?" My expression changed drastically. Even Zhao Qian wore a bewildered look, but the old man clearly wasn't joking. What kind of confidence and pride would it take—unless he was insane—for someone to suddenly claim he was Chen Taixian, and a Tribulation-Two True Immortal at that?
After pulling out all the swords, the old man held the black, translucent sword horizontally before him. Then he drew two fingers across it. In an instant, black light billowed like clouds and mist, releasing a surging aura. With the energy reinforcing it, two words soon appeared on the sword's body: Taixian!
I sucked in a cold breath. If seeing this sword wasn't enough to prove his identity, then I was being far too shortsighted. Zhao Qian looked at me and said, "Brother Tian, why don't we escape together first?"
"No. You leave. His strength is probably no weaker than Li Xiangru's. After all, he was once one of the three pillars of the ancient Immortal Realm—he absolutely isn't an ordinary powerhouse!" I couldn't let Zhao Qian stay here. She specialized in spell attacks, and although that Burning Heaven sword was temporarily under control, it clearly hadn't been completely severed. She wasn't skilled at fighting a Sword Immortal of this level. I was also afraid that the Forbidden Slave in the Cleansing Fury Coffin would be exposed, which might instead bring her into contact with her grandmaster, Chen Taixian. Thus, staying behind to cover her retreat was the best solution.
"Then... all right! Brother Tian, be careful. If you're in danger or can't handle him alone, order me to turn back." Zhao Qian hurriedly spoke.
I nodded. Then I spread open my hand and called, "Rabbit!" The Calamity Divine Sword appeared in the air before me!
Chen Taixian glanced at the sword