Nether River's Patriarch gave a wry smile. "Back then I was just fucking restless, that one sword slash I made cost me all my life's savings…"
That bastard played weak but was tough, I took a swing at his head and didn't even manage to cut off a single hair.
Instead, he broke my Yuan Slaughter and Abi twin swords with a slap of his hand.
Just one slap…
I was so scared that I quickly grabbed the broken swords and scrammed, fled all the way back to the Blood Sea Nether River, and sealed myself here."
Poxun suddenly realized something, "Seems like an ordinary guy who looks weak, has a handsome face but a face that just asks for a beating… could it be Tang Sanzang?"
Nether River's Patriarch nodded and said, "Exactly him! Before, I just knew of that guy known as the foremost shit-stirrer of ancient times, but never saw him. Never thought I'd bump into him the moment I stepped out…"
