Inside the palace, there was a different world.
It was a huge and boundless ancient martial arts field. There was nothing on the martial arts field. When Jian Wushuang appeared on the ancient martial arts field, whoosh! A figure also descended from the sky.
He was wearing pitch-black armor, boots, and a pitch-black puppet fighter on his head. His entire body was extremely strong and huge, looking like a black hill, the man who fell from the sky gave people a feeling of indomitable strength.
"Haha! It's been so many years. Finally, someone is here."
The indomitable man in black armor let out a low roar. His eyes, which were like black gems, were completely locked on Jian Wushuang.
"Do I need to defeat my opponent in the first step of the trial on Heaven-Treading Mountain?" Jian Wushuang also stared at the indomitable man.
His intuition told him that the tough man was very strong.
