"Eighth Sword Deity!"
Hongniang shrieked, as if shocked by electricity from behind, her eyes widened in disbelief.
Hua Changdeng suddenly shot out a finger, striking Xiao Wanfeng's forehead, nearly killing him on the spot.
This was utterly shocking.
Who would have thought that Xiao Wanfeng had not yet fallen to the ground.
The tall man, who seemed to step out of the wind and snow from nowhere, reached out and embraced him, relieving Xiao Wanfeng of the powerful force and saving his life.
He gently placed the young man on the ground, then stood up and turned to look forward.
"Wow!"
Mount Lingyu was completely shaken.
Everyone looked on in awe, faces filled with excitement, all eyes fixed on the man who descended from the sky with surprise.
Unlike the messy depictions circulated intermittently in the five regions over the past decade, Bazhun'an was now washed clean and renewed.
