When Xu Zimo arrived before the old man, he saw demonic qi winding around him throughout the sky.
The demonic qi had transformed into chains, binding the old man in midair.
No matter how the old man struggled, it was all in vain.
Seeing Xu Zimo approach, the old man glared furiously and snapped, "What exactly are you trying to do?
Are you going to wage war against my Baili Family?"
"So what if we are?" Xu Zimo replied.
The old man fell silent for a moment before asking calmly, "Is this your intention, or the Sacred Sect's?"
"Use your head and you'll understand," Xu Zimo said, shaking his head. "If the True Martial Sacred Sect wanted to destroy you, would we still need to attend your investiture ceremony?"
Just as Xu Zimo finished speaking, a beam of aurora suddenly shot down from the edge of the sky.
Boundless shockwaves rippled through the air overhead, while sonic booms exploded with rolling thunder.
Watching the aurora descend, Baimeng's hands surged with demonic qi as he threw a punch straight at it.
With a boom, the demonic qi and aurora dispersed at the same time, and Baimeng's burly body actually took one step back.
"Interesting," he said, looking up as a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in his eyes.
At the highest reaches of the sky, space tore open, and a Young Man stepped through the void.
Boundless momentum rose from the Young Man's body. He held a curved bow in his hand, while more than a dozen long arrows were strapped across his back.
Gray mist swirled around both the curved bow and the arrows, emanating a might capable of destroying heaven and earth.
When the Young Man loosed an arrow, cracks spread across half the firmament, as though the entire world would