"What's with all the fuss? Who allowed you to disturb the Heavens' peace and quiet?"
An apathetic voice sounded.
A figure slowly walked out of the General's Residence. He was dressed in white robes, with an expression as cold as ice.
He glared at the Nether God with a dissatisfied look in his eyes.
His aura did not appear that powerful.
However, that aura of his possessed a peculiar charm. Just by standing there, he instantly became the center of the universe.
He was simply too outstanding and unique because he was none other than the Heavenly Sword.
A Heavenly Sword that surpassed the heavens!
"So, he's the Heavenly Sword?"
Wu Mian looked at Chu Kuangren, and his gaze narrowed slightly. Then, a look of fear appeared on his face.
As an elite cultivator, Wu Mian could sense an inexplicable torrent of power concealed beneath that person's calm demeanor.
"He's indeed extraordinary."
