“What person is that!” the Sword Tower Sovereign bellowed, lifting her head to stare at that immortal silhouette, as if facing a mortal enemy.
The aura the newcomer casually released was even stronger than she had been before her Immortal Ascension Tribulation!
An Immortal — absolutely an Immortal!
Liu Ningxuan looked at that arrogant figure, a flood of ugly memories surging up in his chest.
Through clenched teeth he slowly spat out three words.
“Yingtian Immortal...”
He had heard clearly just now: the Yingtian Immortal wanted to use them to forge an immortal sword.
If the Chengying Sword were to be melted down, could he still live?
Serves you right for running your mouth earlier, saying the Yingtian Immortal probably met with an accident.
Well, here he is now.
“What? He’s one of the legendary Four Ancient Immortals — the Yingtian Immortal!” Liu Ningxuan’s voice was not loud, but after the Yingtian Immortal appeared the whole place fell deathly quiet.
Everyone heard Liu Ningxuan’s words clearly and turned pale.
They could feel the malice emanating from the Yingtian Immortal.
This one did not come in peace.