The Original Art Immortal Sovereign placed the ancient book before his knees and heaved a sigh.
"Indeed, hidden deep without leaking, hidden deep without leaking."
"Who would have thought that Wu Zheng Immortal Sovereign, a person who spent years studying sword skills and rarely participated in various immortal fights, was actually the Five Star Star Lord who killed countless in the Black Realm."
"Had it not been for forcing him into a corner to reveal that eighth-stage immortal sword, I wouldn't have been sure of his identity,"
Upon hearing this, Han Yi shuddered, knowing that if Original Art said so, it certainly couldn't be false.
"What happened afterward?" Han Yi asked again.
Before returning to the Immortal Court, he had visited the Qing Shu mountains and had not heard any news of an Immortal Venerate falling ten years ago.
Original Art shook his head, "He escaped."
"Escaped?"
