Wasn't this man supposed to be the foremost of the Shushan Seven Swords?
Wasn't defeating Golden Core cultivators with his sword supposed to be as easy for him as plucking something from his pocket?
And this was what he was like?
How did he look anything like a proud, aloof master of the sword path?
He was clearly just an amusing goofball!
To think the mighty Shushan Sword Sect had such an entertaining genius-it really was enough to make one die laughing.
Ye Wushang raised a hand and patted his head, then shook it gently, muttering inwardly:
Oh dear, I mixed up my lines. I should have introduced myself first. Ten years without going out to display my glory, and my craft has gotten rusty.
On the Black Essence Dao Platform, Yin Corpse True Person watched this scene, his face instantly darkening like storm clouds.
He pondered inwardly, This brat... why did it have to be this flippant fellow? Why would the Shushan Sword Sect send him?
Those words he had spoken to strike at the heart now collapsed without a challenge, making him look like a clown capering on a stage instead.
Seeing this, Grand Elder Wan Hun suddenly chuckled and said:
"Junior Brother Budong, if Qing Chen doesn't speak up soon, this brat will steal every last bit of the limelight."
True Person Budong acted as though he had heard nothing and ignored him.
Just then, True Person Budong suddenly saw a breeze sweep away Ye Wushang's bamboo hat, revealing a head of silver hair glittering with golden light-in truth, Ye Wushang had secretly used his magic power to summon a Gang Wind to blow it away.
He had specially expended spells and numerous spiritual materials to painstakingly craft that hair.
At this sight, the cultivators in the