The Sub-Supreme Imparted the Dao

The Martial Venerable Ranking Spirit!

The Sub-Supreme!

The identities of those five old men were truly astonishing.

They were the heads of the Martial Arts Pavilions in the five great domains: the Northern Territory, the Central Plains, the Eastern Wasteland, the Western Desert, and the Southern Domain.

In their respective domains, they were all figures as revered as Mount Tai and the Big Dipper.

Yet now, they bowed before the young man who had emerged from the Martial Venerable Ranking and addressed him as the Sub-Supreme.

How could anyone not be shocked?

At that moment, Wu Dade muttered from within the crowd:

"Looks like this guy didn't just find an agent in the Northern Territory. He has one in every great domain."

"The five Martial Arts Pavilions are all his lackeys, gathering martial arts prodigies for him, peeling off their skin and borrowing their bones. In the end, they cobbled together a walking corpse modeled after Senior Brother Long..."

Hearing this, Jiang Li couldn't help glancing at Long Zixuan. It was true... Though the man in the sky was wreathed in golden light and possessed an extraordinary bearing, when compared with Long Zixuan, he gave off the bizarre impression of a botched imitation—a painting of a tiger that looked more like a dog.

"The Sub-Supreme has appeared! All under heaven shall bow!"

The five Pavilion Masters roared at the people in Zhenhai City.

"Martial Sub-Supreme" stood with his hands behind his back. With a single step, he was already above the city.

"I am the spirit of the Martial Venerable Ranking, Martial Sub-Supreme."

A wisp of martial aura spread out, and everyone in Zhenhai City immediately dropped to their knees, unable to stop themselves.

Even top experts like Chen Ao and Gao Yishen were drenched in cold sweat, unable