Love and hate—the terrifying pressure swept straight in, and what manifested solidly before their eyes was this genuine Supreme Realm.
It looked absolutely extraordinary.
Feeling that aura, Long Qingran's first instinct was not to protect himself. Instead, his gaze shot straight toward Long Tianmiao behind him.
He had to admit, Long Tianmiao truly was a man of his word. He had said earlier that if he disappeared, then now he really was nowhere to be seen.
Honestly, it was enough to make someone die of anger on the spot.
"Long Tianmiao, you turtle-shelled bastard. I trusted you so much before, and this is how you repay me? You really are a living, breathing beast."
Right in front of the Ancient Sword Spirit, Long Qingran opened his mouth and cursed viciously.
Fortunately, at this very moment, there was not too much shock in his heart. He gritted his teeth, then continued, "Lord Sword Spirit, this junior has come this time to seek the other two peerless heavenly talents of my Dragon Clan, who have already gained Lord Sword Spirit's recognition.
The two of them are the pillars that stabilize my Dragon Clan.
If Lord Sword Spirit is willing, you may allow this junior to go meet them. I believe that once we meet, the whole truth will naturally come to light."
Long Qingran said.
Long Shuangxue looked at Long Tianmiao's divine soul, which had just vanished. First, she used a minor divine ability to draw his divine soul directly into her body. Only then did she continue speaking to Long Qingran. "Right now, are you the Ancient Sword Spirit, or is this old man?
Now that you've come to this altar, could it be that this old man still has to listen to your orders here?
What a truly enormous face