South, Zenith Cliff.
As far as the eye could see, a boundless Cloud Sea surrounded the cliff's peak. It blended the light of the sun and the moon, harboring a dense Spiritual Aura that enveloped a young man with red lips and white teeth, resting his hands on the Magical Sword across his knees.
However, the young man's expression was unsightly. His brows were tightly knitted as if he were trapped in a nightmare. It wasn't until a long while later that he abruptly opened his eyes, subconsciously executing a Slash with his sword. In an instant, the Cloud Sea was severed, the Spiritual Aura was split in two, and a clear sword mark was carved into the sky.
"PHEW..."
True Monarch Chengtian Zhengde exhaled a deep breath of Muddy Qi, a dark haze surfacing in his eyes. "This result again... Tingyou, just how much longer do you plan to torture me?"
