"Zhou Xuanji! Get the hell out here!" Spirit Sovereign Yan furiously roared. As soon as he heard the voice, he knew who the other person was. However, he could not sense Zhou Xuanji's aura, and he could not tell where he was.
Xuanyuan Shenhao frowned; he could not find this person either. Could this be the mortal who had recently become a Great Emperor?
1,000 meters away, Zhou Xuanji appeared above a mountain.
He held two swords in his hands: the Sun-Devouring Tiangou Sword and the Dream-Devouring Heavenly Lord Sword.
The Dream-Devouring Heavenly Lord Sword was a broadsword and its blade was bright red, as if it had been cast in blood.
Zhou Xuanji no longer wore his Tri-Sun Flame Qi Robe; he wore white clothes and his black hair blew about freely. Under the thunderclouds, his white clothes fluttered, and this Great Emperor of the Way of the Sword's aura caused the clouds to swirl.
