The moment the astonishing sword intent erupted.
On the city wall of No God Absolute Palace, a solitary and proud figure in white, with long hair tied up, had already appeared.
He slowly drew his longsword, and a cold and eerie edge gleamed from the scabbard.
In an instant, all shouts of killing seemed to vanish, and only the long sword cry of "zing" as the blade rubbed against the scabbard could be heard.
"Such powerful sword intent, is he... the Lord of White Cloud City!?"
As Jue Wushen's gaze slightly tensed.
A streak of sword qi, and Ye Gucheng's figure had already disappeared, as if coming from beyond the heavens, continuously flashing, unknown where it came from or where it went, suddenly reaching the battlefield within the city.
Outer Heaven Flying Immortal...
The many experts of No God Absolute Palace within the city dropped into a dreamlike state.
