Chapter 637

His movements were casual and understated, causing not the slightest ripple, yet like a stone cast into a lake, they stirred towering waves in the hearts of the billions of living beings in the Border Desolation.

Whether cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths or the countless beings of the Foreign Realm, their gazes were drawn to Jiang Han as if by a magnet. Their brows were tightly furrowed, their eyes full of confusion and astonishment. By their perception, Jiang Han emitted not a trace of divine power at this moment. His aura was as calm as that of an ordinary cultivator, and he was even less conspicuous than the common soldiers on the battlefield. If he were casually placed amid the vast army, he would truly be the sort of minor figure no one could pick out.

Yet this seemingly ordinary figure now stood within the Heaven Abyss, facing the Immortal Kings An Lan and Yu Tuo, whose might had shaken the ages, from afar. And still, he did not give off the jarring impression of an ant confronting divine dragons. He simply stood there quietly, tall and straight, seeming to meld with the chaotic currents of the Heaven Abyss, as though he had been born to stand at such a height, on equal footing with two Immortal Kings.

But after watching him for a while, one would discover that Ancestor Hongjun's bearing was in fact incomparably sharp. His pupils seemed calm, yet would suddenly turn piercing without warning. The light in his eyes was like two unsheathed immortal swords, their edge fully revealed, making it impossible for anyone to meet his gaze. Beneath his skin, invisible runes flowed slowly. Fine as gossamer, they nevertheless contained the terrifying power to suppress heaven and earth, as if a single