"You've crossed the line!"
Ao Sheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze deep and distant, as he gazed at Jiang Hui, his eyes seemed to transform heaven and earth. Even more ancient runes seemed to rise from his eyes.
He appeared completely unremarkable, like an average old man, but no creature dared to underestimate this elder.
For he was Ao Sheng.
A supreme giant.
One of the masters of the Immortal Domain.
An unimaginably magnificent existence.
Centuries clung to him, but he could cut through the river of time with his bare hands. The Ten Evils were mere toys in his hand.
Even when considering the vast expanse of the Immortal Domain, only beings like Pan King can be considered worthy to stand as his equals.
"Oh, what do you mean by crossing the line?" Jiang Hui calmly responded, his gaze shining like a star, dazzling and deep, seeming to contain the flowing tides of years and the desolation of all past eras, a sight that was even more extraordinary.
