Nalan Zi Ping before him made "Old Man Yao" narrow his eyes.
Though this young man's strength was still far from enough in his eyes, for some reason, he sensed something different about him.
To put it bluntly, it was as if he could see the day this young man would surpass him.
The two stared at each other for the span of a breath before Nalan Zi Ping took the initiative and smoothed over the Spatial Rift.
But before the Spatial Rift vanished, the longsword behind Xu Yao flew into Chen Changsheng's hand.
The moment the sword entered his grasp, Chen Changsheng's bearing changed completely.
Epoch Heaven's Mandate stirred the Dao of the Sword, and that crude longsword instantly erupted with an unparalleled aura.
Watching the battle-ready Chen Changsheng, "Old Man Yao" suddenly relaxed his guard and laughed.
"Hahaha!"
"You always manage to come up with some new trick. The Spirit Sword nurtured by an innate Sword Immortal Body does have something to look at."
"But so what? Other than injuring me a little, you still can't kill me."
"And don't forget, you are not the Sword God. Even if you possess his former sword and his Sword Dao, you are still no match for me."
"Do you see the gap between us now?"
As he spoke, Zhang Zhen and the others who had been sent flying surrounded "Old Man Yao" once more.
Glancing at those around him, "Old Man Yao" clicked his tongue.
"The Bitter Sea System truly is stunning, but it is also annoyingly troublesome. Killing you will still take me a little more effort."
"Now, I'll give you one more chance. As long as you are willing to join me, this epoch will be yours for the taking."
"With you and me joining hands, forget this