"Immortal friend, I'll explain after we escape alive!"
"Alright!"
Clang—
Chen Xun drew his massive axe, his expression icy as he looked toward the immortal in the depths of space. Judging by his features, he seemed to be an immortal of the Azure Feather Illusion Clan, seventh in the sequence of the Strongest Myriad Races.
This immortal's face seemed like a masterpiece meticulously carved by heaven and earth. It possessed both profound contours and delicate textures. Between his brows lay a faint, indistinct azure hue, like the first dawn on the horizon—gentle yet filled with majesty.
His eyes were a deep blue, like stars above the firmament, glimmering with ever-changing light as though they could reflect the phantoms of all things in the world.
The features of this clan truly complemented its name. Most eye-catching of all was his head of azure-green hair, like a galaxy pouring down, ethereal and mysterious.
His gaze was fixed in this direction, vast and majestic. Trying to flee now was too late...!
He wore an immortal robe shimmering with flowing light and dazzling color. Its hem swayed in the wind like clouds within an immortal realm. As the storms of emptiness blew, every strand of his hair seemed to contain endless Law Power, drifting softly with his movements and radiating an indescribable majesty.
This immortal's eyes carried intense confidence. He was Cheng Yuanxian, who had long dared not make a move after being thoroughly scared out of his wits by the Five Elements Dao Ancestor. Only after the human race's Great Sun Immortal Treasure had subdued Chen Xun did he dare to appear openly.
What Ancient Sacred Clan old monster? He did not believe it at all... The Five Elements Dao Ancestor had fought a thousand immortals alone at the Heavenly River, then crushed