Countless gazes turned towards the distant ruins of the villa, where amidst a cloud of dust, Sword Intent seemed to have taken on a tangible form, enveloping the ruins, flowing like thousands of silver lights.
In the midst of the silver sword light wrapped in Sword Intent, a group of figures appeared, their eyes looking in the direction where Jiang Tianxing was.
Behind those standing figures, an elegant youth in white remained reclined on a chair, his palm supporting his cheek, looking a bit languid; his gaze also glanced toward Jiang Tianxing.
"Seventh Realm."
Lu Yuan's dark eyes emitted a cold light; still ignoring the rules.
As long as Li Fan is still in the Capital, Emperor Li's promise remains valid.
"Jiang Family, Jiang Tianxing."
On the street, Jiang Tianxing hovered midair, and as the sword light bloomed, the vast space was illuminated; thousands of silver lights were exceedingly brilliant, filling the sky.
"I advise you not to make a move."
