Li Yun had long sensed a faint presence hidden in the vast night. It carried a will much like the Great Emperor Will born of his own Imperial-Grade True Qi.
Clearly, only a Martial Dao Grandmaster could possess such a Martial Dao will.
But he was not worried.
He had wanted to test himself against a true Martial Dao Grandmaster for a long time.
Today was the perfect chance.
At worst, if he could not win, he would run.
With his extraordinary talents, he might not be the best at everything, but when it came to escaping, he was absolutely first-rate.
And sure enough—
As soon as he finished speaking,
A figure appeared out of thin air in the night sky. It was an elderly man of modest build, with shoulder-length gray hair and a long sword strapped upright across his back. He looked every inch a swordsman.
His aura gave nothing away, yet he walked through the night sky as though on level ground, step by step toward the Righteous Gathering Hall.
At that moment,
The entire Water-Fire Devil Stronghold fell silent. Every eye turned toward the old man, but no one dared make a sound.
Only when the old man drifted down to the ground
He glanced calmly at Huang Yiqi.
Huang Yiqi looked as though he had found someone to rely on. Scrambling toward the old man, he cried, "Elder He, save me! Please, help me..."
"Hm? Is that him?"
Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen stared hard at the figure. Countless thoughts raced through his mind before something struck him. His expression changed, and he hurried closer to Li Yun.
"Stronghold Chief, that man... I think he's He Pingtian!"
"He Pingtian? Who's that? Never heard of him."
"..."
Bloodsea Demon Blade Zhang Zhen was speechless for a