[Silence reigned at the entrance to the Profound Virtue Grotto-Heaven.]
[Both the supreme Grand Cultivators and the ordinary Grand Cultivators instinctively looked toward that black-robed figure, whose sheer brutality and overwhelming power shattered stars and warped space wherever he passed.]
[The stars in the stellar layer spanned tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of li. Tempered by endless ages, they were extraordinarily sturdy. Even an ordinary Nascent Soul Late Stage Grand Cultivator had to slowly wear them down with his own magical power just to remove a small portion.]
[Shattering them outright? A supreme Grand Cultivator could manage it with an all-out strike, but would certainly need to rest afterward. Yet this black-robed figure had never paused, effortlessly smashing dozens upon dozens of towering stars from the moment he entered the stellar layer until he reached the grotto-heaven's entrance, without the slightest weakening of his aura...]
[What kind of strength was this?]
[Was this really still a Nascent Soul Realm True Lord?]
[Had the black-robed figure not lacked that distinctive presence of someone merged with heaven and earth, some of the Grand Cultivators present would probably have believed a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Lord had arrived in person.]
["A black-and-gold mask... the Golden-Mask True Lord?"]
[The Dueling Sword Grand Cultivator was gripped by terror. He had just noticed that after the "Golden-Mask True Lord's" nascent soul spirit body fled, the falling physical body differed from a normal body and appeared to be a puppet.]
[But before the Dueling Sword Grand Cultivator could confirm it, another unscathed Golden-Mask True Lord had arrived in person, his aura far surpassing that of the previous one.]
[The newly arrived Golden-Mask True Lord raised a hand and collected the fleeing nascent soul spirit body, further corroborating his suspicion.]
[*So the "Golden-Mask True Lord"