Yunlun Mountain Range, atop the Fourth Dragon Vein.
Xu Xiaoshou finally rose from his prostrate position, brushing the dirt from his beloved little skirt as he stood and gazed fearfully at the treasure meteor shower in the distance.
It had clearly not lasted long, yet he felt as if he had been lying there for a century. "What a spectacular show..."
The Fortune Golden Dragon of the divine sword Xuancang, the Heavenly Secrets Grand Formation of the demi-saint Dao Qiongchang, Ai Cangsheng's arrow from the Evil Sin Bow spanning two domains, as well as the remnant will of a Saint Emperor and the black dragon's scale...
And!
And Ba Zunan, the Saint Slave's chief, who had never even shown his face yet had played everything in the palm of his hand! "Too powerful."
"The peak combat strength of this world is terrifyingly strong."
Having watched the battle, Xu Xiaoshou's heart still trembled.
When a battle between true peak experts erupted, someone like him, still at the most insignificant stage, did not even have the qualifications to lay a finger on it.
The fact that he had not been blasted to death by the battle's aftershocks was thanks to both sides doing their utmost to keep things contained, with no intention of harming the innocent.
"Drunk, I drink the waters of the mortal world; awake, I join the immortals in carefree delight..."
Ba Zunan's faint singing after the battle still lingered by his ears. Xu Xiaoshou stood dazed for a long while, unable to recover from his stupor.
He seemed to understand why Ba Zunan had so many fanatical admirers in Eastern Domain Sword God Heaven, and even across the Five Domains.
A person like that, with that free and unrestrained fighting stance, that way of doing things—"when all is done,