"Is the newcomer frightening?" Xiao Chen was somewhat puzzled. What kind of person could change the color of Monk One Truth, whose cultivation level is soaring these days? They must be extraordinary.
Monk One Truth nodded and showed a solemn expression, "Legend has it, he doesn't belong to our world, we must... avoid him."
It was a beam of sword light, sharp and swift, like a meteor flying from outer space, tracing a dazzling, blinding glow. Inside the sword light was a tiny, incomparably sharp, almost transparent sword. Everything was caused by it.
It was different from the swords seen on Longevity Continent. It was too diminutive, just palm length, and wider than a finger, shorter than a dagger. Yet the energy it contained was terrifyingly vast. Even from a distance, you could distinctly feel the heart-throbbing fluctuations.
