But this did nothing to mar his appearance.
He projected his immense power, condensing it into a tangible light that formed a simple white robe. As he walked, its hem fluttered. That, combined with his jade-like skin, jet-black hair, and transcendent aura, made his stroll across the sea's surface seem like a True Immortal descending to the mortal world.
So much so that many of the Warriors were momentarily stunned when they saw the invader's true face.
Then they remembered where they were.
Penglai Immortal Mountain. In the legends of Donghua, it had always been the home of Undying Immortals.
'So, have we met a real Immortal, returning to his own home?'
"All units, prepare! Open fire!"
Zhou Baiwei's expression was grim.
'She knew perfectly well that there was no such thing as a True Immortal in this world. Even if Immortals did exist, they were just exceptionally powerful people.'
