Kunpeng's face froze.
"Really? I don't believe you!"
That simple, mocking remark turned Old Ancestor Kunpeng's face deathly pale!
He turned his head stiffly.
He looked at the eight people standing at the edge of the wooden house conjured by Youchao Shi's divine ability, all watching him with broad smiles!
He had seen one of them just minutes ago!
Yu the Great!
He was no stranger to the others, either. Over the long years, he had met them several times!
But precisely because he had met them, he felt despair!
A middle-aged man wore a yellow imperial robe adorned with Ying Long. His face commanded respect without a trace of anger, and a precious sword hung at his waist!
Unsheathed!
That sword had four faces-
One bore engravings of the sun, moon, and stars.
Another bore images of mountains, rivers, grasses, and trees.
One side of the hilt was inscribed with methods of farming and raising livestock.
The other was inscribed with strategies for uniting the lands within the four seas.
Even from afar, one could feel the boundless power hidden within it. It was a divine sword for slaying demons and vanquishing evil!
No!
It was more than that!
This was the precious sword that all the immortals of the Heavenly Court, including Taishang Laojun, had once kindled their flames together to forge!
Its material was divine copper from Shouyang Mountain!
Its fires came from countless immortals!
It was a sacred sword of the Human Path in every sense!
So this man was...
The emperor of the Xuanyuan Clan!
As for the others...
One wore white clothing woven from grass leaves and hemp, and held a book bearing the image of a galloping dragon-horse!
At his waist hung a tortoise shell that seemed to hold the faint silhouette