In the eyes of many, Sword Master Wufeng was the weakest among the four Realm Lords of the Sword Realm in the previous Epoch.
However, facing the mediocre Wufeng at this moment, the vigilance in the heart of the Haoran Holy Emperor had escalated to the extreme.
Wufeng, very strong!
This feeling was similar to when he had faced the Sword Immortal Liquor Sword, but it wasn't the crushing presence of strength, it was the unfathomable nature!
"I give you three breaths' time to leave the Sword Realm," a calm voice resounded.
The gazes of the crowd converged once more and discovered that Wufeng's black armor had faded, revealing a very ordinary-looking young man, utterly unremarkable.
All his aura was restrained, giving off an impression of solidity.
"Wufeng..." Haoran Holy Emperor began to speak again, but before he could finish, his expression towards Wufeng turned into one of shock and indecision.
