Sitting in the driver's seat, Xue Mingzhi slowly drove the car out of the old town, his mind still in a daze.
He couldn't imagine that the Great Sun that fell from the sky was actually the Bronze Ancient Sword that Shen Yuan carried with him.
The seemingly rusty sword body could exhibit such terrifying power. In that instant, Xue Mingzhi, who was at the peak of the Qi Transformation, felt like a fragile ant. The mere aftermath of the Great Sun's might was enough to incinerate him.
The shock brought about by that sight had completely petrified Xue Mingzhi's spirit, and he hadn't recovered from it yet.
"If the mere aftermath is so coercive, how spectacular would the Great Sun descending over thousands of miles of Yunfu mountains be?"
Thinking about this, Xue Mingzhi's spirit stirred once again.
"Calm down."
Soft words came from the back seat of the car. Xue Mingzhi was momentarily stunned, but then he immediately gathered his thoughts and focused on driving.
