Meanwhile on the battlefield…
Four Sovereigns and one individual at the Acquired Stage…
The one who was leading the city guard was surprisingly an elder wielding a large sword.
Even Chong Dong had given up his position as the leader in the presence of the elder.
"Yuan Sandao?"
The older man smiled. He did not recognize the other younger individual, but the old man was familiar with him.
He liked to believe he had a good memory.
Yuan Sandao had certainly aged. It had been years since the conflict between the Ten High Nobles of the Central Region. After all, it was hard to avoid the effects of time.
There was one thing that still stood out about him after all the years—his unparalleled swordsmanship.
Yuan Sandao squinted as he walked toward the older man.
