"Need a hand?"
An indifferent voice came from behind Wu Tianming.
"I said, all of you, get out. I don't want you interfering."
Wu Tianming spoke in agitation.
Then his brows furrowed slightly. Something was wrong. Why did that voice sound so familiar?
He turned around, and his pupils contracted, his face filled with horror. "Heavenly Sword!!"
No!
This was impossible. How could he be here?!
Wu Tianming could hardly believe it. He even rubbed his eyes, but Chu Kuangren still stood before him.
"No, this is an illusion technique you're using, isn't it!"
Wu Tianming turned and shouted at the Nether Spirit God King, looking as though he had seen right through him. "A God King truly lives up to his title. You actually captured what I fear in my heart and conjured it with an illusion technique. It looks just like the real thing. I've never seen an illusion technique like this in my life."
But the Nether Spirit God King did not answer. Instead, he stared fixedly at Chu Kuangren behind him.
He, too, seemed very surprised by Chu Kuangren's arrival.
Wu Tianming's heart suddenly lurched.
Could it be...
No way. No way.
"So, you were this afraid of me?"
Chu Kuangren spoke quietly.
Gasp!!
Wu Tianming sucked in a sharp breath on the spot. He felt a chill shoot up from the soles of his feet, rush straight to the crown of his head, and explode across his scalp, leaving his entire body cold!
Holy shit!!
It really was the Heavenly Sword!!
Wu Tianming instantly shot backward, even running straight behind the Nether Spirit God King as if seeking protection. He looked in some terror at Chu Kuangren, who had entered the Nether Spirit Grotto-Heaven.
"Why are you here?"
"To claim the opportunity here, naturally," Chu