With one arm supporting the sky, he stood as firm as a mountain.
The terrifying offensive that had forced the three Golden Immortals back step by step actually vanished without a trace before that imposing figure, like a gentle breeze brushing across the face.
"Half-Step Daluo? No, he's even stronger than that!"
King Jiang Wu was filled with shock. He suddenly thought of the royal family's Sea-Calming Divine Needle.
That figure had already reached the Half-Step Daluo realm three Huiyuan Eras ago and was a top-tier giant acknowledged throughout the Heavenly Domain.
Yet even if he personally descended, he absolutely could not catch the full-force bombardment of an Innate Spiritual Treasure with a single palm.
"Could he be... that Azure Dragon?"
Little Martial Saint's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the mask gleaming with cold light. An indescribable sense of absurdity surged through his heart like a rising tide.
Once upon a time, he had entered the Ancient Immortal Realm at Jun Ling Yuan's request. The person he had been sent to deal with was precisely the one standing before him.
Fortunately, he had stopped himself before reaching the brink. Otherwise, if he had really charged forward, the grass atop his grave would probably already have grown ten feet tall.
"We're saved!"
Jiang Zili did not think too much about it. She immediately clasped her fists and bowed, her bearing heroic and unrestrained. "Senior, thank you for your righteous aid. Zili is eternally grateful."
Her voice also jolted the people around them awake. They all bowed in greeting. "Thank you for saving our lives."
Although they did not know why the other party had intervened, the life-saving grace was unquestionably real. Everyone voiced their thanks in unison, their words sincere.
While flowers bloomed on one side, another story