After a moment of sudden quietness, all those on Mount Sword Apprentice felt as if facing a great enemy, yet their will to fight was scarce. If it had been three hundred years ago, even without the presence of the immortals from their sect, Mount Sword Apprentice would not have faltered so. But this was an era where the heavens did not permit cultivators to make their breakthroughs!
Braving Heaven's fury, he forcibly carved out a path to immortality!
Moreover, Tan Shuchang's manner of arrival, akin to pushing open the gates of Heaven, was indeed too shocking. Because even in the cherished tomes of Mount Sword Apprentice, the records of such hermit immortals only spoke of them riding powerful Mountain-Sea Beasts or stepping on auspicious clouds, exuding an aura of immortality and Daoist grace.
How unlike Tan Shuchang, who turned mist into doorways, each step blossoming golden lotuses underfoot, as if each step startled the heavens!
"We've seen the Demon Lord!"
