This Celestial was unlike the Celestials in Lin Shen's impression, who thought of Celestials as synonyms for the grace and elegance of someone like Tian Xun.
At worst, they were the refined but decadent type like Tian Xin, good-looking regardless of their character, with hardly any robust and bulky specimens among them.
Yet, this Celestial seemed to have deliberately taken the opposite path, with bulging muscles and reddish skin, his facial features harsh, his square face exuding dominance, but totally devoid of classical handsomeness or elegance.
His white hair was carelessly tied on top of his head, giving him an extravagantly wild look.
At this moment, he was holding the handle with one hand and the blade with the other, forcefully snapping the red sword in half and tossing it into the melting furnace as if throwing kindling into a fire.
All around him on the floor and walls were various swords, each differing in style, but all bearing red blades.
