Sun and moon split their light to make the crown's tassels; one hanging Celestial River opened in two.
Before the words had fallen, two figures were already like clear wind slipping into a forest, silently landing upon the Stone Platform, coming and going without a trace.
The cultivators filling the arena were secretly startled. No one had seen clearly when they appeared.
Even Dugu Jue and Lu Chen, famous Heavenly Prides of their caliber, had slight changes in expression at this moment, their faces filled with an unconcealable gravity.
Movement techniques this brilliant, if used in battle, were enough to make one's blood run cold just thinking about it.
"Let me see whether this man lives up to his reputation."
Shen Qiu widened his eyes and looked the two up and down. Then he nodded and said with great seriousness, "His aura's pretty strong, and that ancient sword isn't bad either. So this is Wan Jinsheng? He does look the part."
A young female cultivator beside him heard this and could not help rolling her eyes.
"The one you're talking about is the Burial Ground Young Master. That other person is Wan Jinsheng."
Shen Qiu froze, his face somewhat unable to stay composed.
He awkwardly rubbed his nose, meeting the other party's "never seen the world" gaze, and for a moment did not know where to look.
"Can you blame me?" he said stubbornly. "Isn't it because you all praised him as peerless under heaven and earth, without equal anywhere?"
With that, he shifted his gaze to the true Wan Jinsheng, carefully sized him up a few times, and secretly curled his lip—
Just a pretty boy. Was he really that amazing?
It was not that he could be blamed for judging by appearances. Compared with the Burial Ground Young