Zhang Heming drifted down from the skies, hovering a thousand meters above the ground.
A cold, sinister aura spread silently. The clear sky was veiled by a faint layer of black mist.
Looking down at Li Wei and Zhang Luye, he raised his pitch-black saber high.
Just as the saber light was about to descend, his movements suddenly halted. He abruptly turned his head and looked toward the distant eastern horizon.
There, a sun of incomparable brilliance was slowly rising.
Blinding radiance illuminated heaven and earth. Wherever it passed, the black mist was cleansed, and the sinister aura purified.
"Gu Xunzhang? How is that possible?"
Zhang Heming murmured in astonishment.
But he wasn't...
The blazing sun drew closer and closer, and the sky seemed to be burning.
Atop the endless mountains of the western frontier, glaciers that had remained frozen for ten thousand years actually began to stream with water.
Within the smoke-filled basin, the black earth polluted by the abyss gave off waves of green smoke.
As that "sun" approached, the astonishment on Zhang Heming's face gradually turned calm, then became a cold smile tinged with contempt.
So it was that junior from the Gu Family.
He had ignited himself with Gu Xunzhang's blood and forcefully ascended to the Martial Immortal realm?
Foolish.
A figure seemingly coated in gold lacquer approached, carrying boundless might that could incinerate all things.
Behind his head, a resplendent great sun emerged. Its blazing radiance illuminated heaven and earth.
As the solar corona churned, Gu Litong's eyes, burning with golden flames, locked onto the man with blue-black skin and an ominous aura.
Zhang Heming?
Uncle Zhang, who had fallen thirty years ago?!
Shock, confusion, anger, and all sorts of emotions churned within him.
He wanted to question this man and uncover