Daoist Yuanzhi and the Western Profound Heavenly God were both powerful mid-stage Heavenly Immortals. One was the master of a grotto-heaven, the other its Grand Elder; both possessed incomparably noble status. Yet Chen Nianzhi could still keep them in check.
But the Grand Void Sword Master was a late-stage Heavenly Immortal ranked among the top three in the Sky-Pillar Immortal Domain. His personal arrival still greatly astonished Chen Nianzhi.
He stepped into the air and saw several figures approaching through the void. At their head were Jiang Daoxu and the Grand Void Sword Master.
The Grand Void Sword Master was a handsome man with white hair and a youthful face. His cultivation was as unfathomable as an abyss, and invisible sword qi shrouded his body. Even Chen Nianzhi felt immense pressure from him.
Chen Nianzhi did not dare neglect him in the slightest. He personally stepped forward to welcome him. "Senior Grand Void has come in person. I failed to welcome you from afar; please forgive me."
"Ha ha ha."
The Grand Void Sword Master laughed heartily and stepped forward to support Chen Nianzhi. "In the battle of the Grand Void Mountain Range, fellow Daoist slew over a hundred prodigies of the demon and divine races in a single battle, severing the two races' fortunes accumulated over tens of millions of years. You also helped my disciple Daoxu survive his Dao Tribulation."
"By all accounts, it is this old man who owes you a favor. How could I let you personally come greet me?"
Far away in the void, the Heavenly Immortal powers of the demon and divine races immediately found it difficult to save face upon hearing this.
The Grand Elder of the West Qi Grotto-Heaven turned cold and spoke at once. "Fellow Daoist Guixu's edge is too sharp.