The battle power of this level, without the aid of Celestial Beings incarnated by players, would make it difficult to even think about entering the demon realm to fight against the four Demon Kings, let alone repel the Demon Generals expanding Demon Qi along various paths.
The only thing that caught his attention was the two people sitting in the center of the hall.
One of them had mastered the art of preserving youth; although his hair and beard were completely white, his appearance looked only just over forty.
His face was stern with sharp features, dressed in a blue tight suit, with a robust back and a slender waist. Beside him stood a ridiculously large heavy sword. Although he did not hold the sword, and the heavy sword remained in its sheath, he and the sword seemed to be one entity, their breath still interconnected.
