A dazzlingly bright, circular spatial passage, like a brilliant moon, hung suspended in mid-air.
Within that spatial passage, the figure of a young man slowly strode through the air.
All alone.
He looked desolate, utterly out of place with the world around him.
The moment he appeared above Martial Saint Mountain, the young man's calm gaze swept over the dense crowd below, lingering for a moment on the Peak titans from the Ten Great Dynasties. A faint smile touched the corner of his lips. "Well, well, quite a crowd! Are you all here to welcome my, Jiang's, return? You're all too kind! Hahaha..."
Jiang Chen's nonchalant demeanor...
...left everyone below utterly speechless. "..."
'Damn it!'
'How can he be so brazen?'
'Does he really not know, or is he just pretending?'
'Of all the people gathered here, at least half of them are out for his blood!'
"Hmph!"
