The gray-robed Daoist was none other than Sun En's second disciple.
The Demon Marquis, Lu Xun!
"Yu Huatian?!" Gazing at the young man in a python robe emerging from the clouds, Lu Xun froze briefly, surprise flickering in his eyes.
"What?"
"He's the Ming Martial King, Yu Huatian?!"
Behind Lu Xun, however, Cao Cao and the others all looked shocked at those words, then instinctively took a step back.
A man's reputation was like a tree's shadow.
In barely a dozen years, he had thrown the entire Divine Land into turmoil and changed the balance of power across the world.
There were even rumors that Yu Huatian's martial arts had long since transcended the mortal realm, making him the strongest man in the Divine Land.
Over those dozen years, countless martial experts had died at his hands.
And now, just as they had received news of Ming's Western Expedition against the Great Han Dynasty and were trying to devise a response, Yu Huatian, the very instigator of that expedition, had appeared here.
How could they not be shocked?!
Above the clouds, Yu Huatian remained calm. He glanced indifferently at Cao Cao and the others behind Lu Xun without paying them much attention.
In the secular world, every one of these men was renowned, either an unrivaled warrior or a peerless strategist.
But before absolute strength, everything was merely drifting cloud.
This was, after all, a world of martial arts.
Throughout the Great Han Dynasty, only a handful of people, such as the Heavenly Master Sun En and Yin Zhong, warranted his regard.
As for the others, even the Demon Marquis Lu Xun, whom he had once considered overwhelmingly powerful and beyond his reach, now seemed nothing special.
Five or six years had passed. He had now reached Heavenly Being Peak