"I am the Immortal, I have arrived." Yusuf Zuck strode swiftly out from the rear hall.
He wore a real silk purple robe and walked with Cloud Boots, projecting an aura of opulence, all of which were custom-made by the Emperor for him, and he found them quite comfortable.
Upon entering, he noticed over a hundred individuals in the hall, all... masters. At least at the late Mahayana stage, while the higher ones were level twelve Scatter Immortals. They had surrounded the Emperor and Emir Burch completely, with blood flowing in front of the hall.
Yusuf Zuck frowned and gazed intently at the young man leading the group.
The young man seemed not much older, around twenty, charming and elegant, holding an Immortal Sword, and surprisingly, he was also a level twelve Scatter Immortal.
"Wow~" As Yusuf Zuck appeared, everyone immediately turned their gaze towards him and grew tense.
