Cheng Family Village, before a certain courtyard...
Cheng Buzheng stood outside the courtyard gate, his expression impassive as he gazed at the distant horizon.
Suddenly.
Joy rose in Cheng Buzheng's heart, and a trace of mockery curved his lips as he murmured:
"Have they finally come?"
Yet, following his gaze, there was not the slightest anomaly to be seen in the sky.
Clearly.
With his divine sense restored to its peak, Cheng Buzheng's range of perception far exceeded ordinary imagination.
Cheng Qingyang, noticing the change in his grandfather's expression, also looked in the direction of his grandfather's gaze.
But he discovered nothing.
Beneath the clear blue sky, only white clouds drifted leisurely by.
The next instant.
With a thought, Cheng Buzheng flipped his hand...
An ancient, unadorned longsword of chaotic color appeared in his palm.
Immediately after.
With a flick of his hand, without using even a trace of Magic Power—
The ancient chaotic-colored longsword erupted with radiant light, releasing terrifying ripples.
At that moment, even the void seemed to freeze.
At this sight!
Cheng Qingyang was utterly shaken, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.
"What Magic Treasure is that?"
"Its power is so terrifying that I don't even dare entertain the thought of resisting!"
Just then...
The ancient chaotic-colored longsword transformed directly into a streak of light and shot into the void.
In the blink of an eye.
That streak of sword light vanished from Cheng Buzheng and Cheng Qingyang's sight.
Only then did the oppressive sensation weighing on Cheng Qingyang's heart slowly dissipate.
At the same time.
He secretly let out a sigh of relief, while gaining a far clearer understanding of his grandfather's strength.
He also understood why his grandmother always said that his grandfather was the strongest beneath the Supremes.
The battle prowess he