Xu Guang gazed at Mu Yusheng with a smile that was not quite a smile.
"Xu Guang!!!!"
An elder of the Holy Land finally became angry, his beard and hair standing in rage. He leapt into the sky, transforming into a giant shrouded in mist.
"Did you come to my Holy Land today just to cause chaos, tarnishing our reputation???"
"Perhaps it is time I represent the true king and teach you a lesson!"
Xu Guang quietly stared at the elder.
He laughed wildly.
"It seems that, after such matters, you've decided to protect Mu Yusheng?"
"Pity my friend Han Wangshan, who lived a life of loneliness, cared by none."
"Enough, today, I will for Han Wangshan, cut down Mu Yusheng."
With that, he stepped forward.
Many elders of the Holy Land grew furious, ascending into the sky like giants on the clouds.
But just as they were about to make a move, an antiquated sword pierced through time and space, descending from the unknown to hang above the heavens.
