"Are kings, marquises, generals, and ministers born to their stations?"
Outside the Nanli Realm, accompanied by a thunderous boom, the figure shooting into the sky was none other than Cao Erzhu.
He transformed directly into a streak of purple lightning and swept into the heavens. Following You Tu, Wen Ting, and the other ancient sword cultivators, he launched another attack.
This sight left everyone dumbfounded.
Among the younger generation, Cao Erzhu's name might not have been as renowned as Master Shou's, but he had already shown his face in the Dao Transmission Mirror of the Wind Clan in the Southern Domain.
Leaving everything else aside, the five words "Kui Leihan's son" alone meant that his life was destined never to fade into obscurity.
But to say Cao Erzhu's reputation could compare to You Tu, Wen Ting, or even Devil Ancestor Sheng Xin would truly be overestimating Er Zhu.
"He's only at the Spirit Refining Void level, isn't he? He hasn't even been sanctified as a Half-Saint, has he?"
"Ancient sword cultivators can become Ancestors without becoming Saints because they walk the path of opening realms. Three realms make an Ancestor. What does Cao Erzhu have to dare come out here? A bellyful of hot blood?"
"If his father had not sacrificed himself and stripped away Devil Ancestor Thunder and the authority of tribulation, Cao Erzhu's Spirit Thunder cultivation would still be under the Devil Ancestor's control even now. In the end, his success all depended on his father!"
"Exactly! And even if his father did sacrifice himself, it does not mean the Devil Ancestor does not know the Way of Thought. For all we know, the seed his father protected will be reclaimed by Sheng Xin, perhaps even affecting Ancestor Nian instead. Heh heh!"
"Too impulsive. I think he was