Shut Up

He withdrew his pressure, slowly descended to the ground, and cupped his hands.

"So you are fellow cultivators from Zixia Holy Land. I am the Luoyun City Lord. Please forgive my earlier offense."

Seeing that the other party had recognized his identity, the purple-robed young man's arrogance deepened.

"I am Luo Xiutian, former Holy Son of Zixia Holy Land. These are my junior brothers and sisters. Luoyun City Lord, what you did just now was a grave insult to Zixia Holy Land!"

Cold sweat seeped from the Luoyun City Lord's brow. Zixia Holy Land was one of the six top powers of the Cultivation World. Any random elder could wipe out Luoyun City, let alone this clearly favored genius disciple before him.

"Holy Son Luo, please forgive me!"

The Luoyun City Lord hurriedly apologized.

"Grief over my son's death clouded my mind for a moment. I had absolutely no intention of offending you!"

"Grief over your son's death?"

Luo Xiutian raised a brow, and his expression eased slightly.

"What happened?"

The Luoyun City Lord gritted his teeth.

"It was a villain named Gu Sheng! Not only did he kill my son, he slaughtered dozens of disciples from the six great holy lands and seized the Ancient Divine Sword!"

"What?"

Luo Xiutian's expression changed drastically.

"Is what you say true? Where is Gu Sheng now?"

"According to reliable intelligence, he has most likely infiltrated the Immortal Descent Realm!"

A vicious glint flashed in the Luoyun City Lord's eyes.

"That is why I came. I swear I will grind his bones to dust!"

Luo Xiutian exchanged looks with the junior brothers and sisters behind him, and their expressions turned grave.

As core disciples of Zixia Holy Land, they naturally knew what the name Gu Sheng represented—a ruthless figure who had escaped the