Jiang Cheng was thriving in the Celestial Dao Sword Sea.
Others struggled to handle the black rain with a team, but he handled it effortlessly by himself.
Others needed several people to share insights within the black rain, but he managed it all on his own.
It could be said that this grand opportunity related to the Sword Dao seemed tailor-made for him.
However, he wasn't swayed by it.
Opportunities can be lost and wait for the next chance, but losing face is irretrievable.
Brother Cheng treaded water while stroking the Emperor Sword Talisman in his hand, struggling to make a decision.
And just at that moment, drifting in the distance, came another 'little boat.'
The vibrant green leaf was twelve feet long and three feet wide.
At the end of the leaf stood a young man in black clothes.
His appearance seemed very youthful.
With delicate eyebrows and pointed ears, his elegant face carried a hint of coolness, and his silvery eyes held a murderous aura.
