This True God's actions immediately drew a burst of laughter from the other True Gods.
That True God's face flushed red as well. He glumly glared at everyone around him before hurrying away.
To have made it this far forward, this True God had also waited in line for a long time, only to take a single step in the end. Anyone would have been in a foul mood.
Luo Zheng's gaze focused on the array formed by the long swords on the ground. He studied it for a while but found nothing unusual.
He knew that the Sword Clan's Dao struggle had to be related to the True Meaning of the Dao, but he had not sensed any True Meaning of the Dao within it...
After that True God left, another young man appeared at the front of the line.
The young man wore a long robe embroidered with purple-gold threads, and a ferocious-eyed beast token hung from his waist. It was probably the emblem of some great lineage.
A disdainful look showed on his face as he waved at the three White Robe True Gods and asked indifferently, "Is it my turn?"
"Please!"
One of the White Robe True Gods waved his hand.
The young man then strolled forward. The instant he stepped into the array, the long swords began humming again.
People with confidence usually had real ability to back it up.
This young man's performance was far better than the previous True God's. After taking a step, he closed his eyes and moved through the array as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard.
"Buzz..."
He had taken only a few steps when one of the long swords floated up amid the humming and slowly flew toward the young man.
Only at this moment did Luo