When they saw the young man, many members of the True Martial Sacred Sect did not even react at first.
Only when several elders jolted awake and shouted, "It's Patriarch Gui! They say that when Patriarch Gui was young, he followed the Eternal Emperor!"
Although everyone knew that the Eternal Emperor had no war generals, that the path he walked was one of invincibility alone, sweeping all before him alone.
Patriarch Gui had indeed followed the Eternal Emperor in his youth. Even if he had merely been a servant pouring tea and water, that was enough to take pride in.
Xiao Guizi walked through the air, the surging aura around him like the might of heaven, crushing everyone present.
Xiao Guizi raised his head and looked at them.
Whether it was the Insect Demon King, Prison Demon King, and Fire Demon King of Nightmare Abyss, or the restless experts of the Imperial Extreme Family in the distance, known as the Seven Imperial Extremes.
He merely beckoned and said, "All of you, come at me together."
"Arrogant!" the Insect Demon King snorted coldly.
"Who do you think you are?"
"I truly am nothing much. I am merely a servant pouring tea and water at Boss's side," Xiao Guizi said calmly.
"But dealing with you lot is like dealing with chickens and dogs made of clay—beneath contempt."
Xiao Guizi's weapon was not a sword, but a bamboo flute. When he was young, he had been skilled at wielding sharp weapons.
Unfortunately, after reaching old age, he rarely fought anyone again and instead secluded himself within the bamboo forest of Back Mountain.
After sitting there for thirty thousand years, he came to love this bamboo flute alone.
The bamboo flute was as long as a Three-foot Green Edge sword, with seven holes upon