In the southwestern sky, the thick clouds were suddenly torn apart by a fierce streak of golden light!
Swift as a meteor chasing the moon, the golden streak trailed a long tail of flame, slicing straight across the vast sky like a burning blade.
Wherever it passed, the surrounding spiritual energy churned violently like boiling water, forcibly suppressing every lingering trace of cold killing intent high in the sky.
"Rumble-"
A deafening crash rang out.
The golden streak slammed to the ground, instantly transforming into an old man wearing a red-gold Daoist robe.
His face resembled warm, lustrous ancient jade, and three strands of long beard fluttered in the wind before his chest. Beneath his feet rested a long sword, red from end to end.
Intricate, exquisite patterns of the sun, moon, and stars adorned its scabbard, which exuded an oppressive killing intent.
The moment the old man came to a halt, a terrifying pressure far stronger than the Heavenly Serpent Old Man's surged wildly in every direction like a raging tide.
Below, the sea had been heaving with ceaseless, turbulent waves;
yet that pressure forcibly pushed its surface down three feet, sending enormous ripples spreading one over another.
"Daoist Zhaolie!" The Radiant Night Palace Master's pupils abruptly contracted.
Terror filled the palace master's eyes, and the evasion technique magic seal secretly held within a sleeve instantly dissipated into nothing.
Although the Heavenly Serpent Old Man and the Eight Serpent Sect Master had always been on poor terms with Daoist Zhaolie, delight still crept onto their faces at his arrival, and they hurriedly offered Daoist salutes:
"Greetings, Deputy Sect Master Zhaolie!"
This was one of the Illuminating Deity Sect's sea-steadying pillars, a peak Golden Core cultivator who had risen to fame nearly four hundred years ago-Daoist Zhaolie!
Rumor had it