A fierce and overwhelming Sword Qi emanated from this person's body, as if it was ready to cleave the very heavens and earth apart.
"A member of the Celestial Nether Sword Sect?"
Lin Chang'sheng frowned, thinking to himself—misfortune, indeed, never comes alone!
He was already being hunted by the Spirit Mountain Daoist, and now, another powerful cultivator from the Celestial Nether Sword Sect had appeared.
Clearly, the newcomer was here for revenge.
After all, Lin Chang'sheng had slain several elders of the Celestial Nether Sword Sect; how could they possibly let him go so easily?
"Lin Chang'sheng! You certainly made me wait!"
Long Ju stroked his white beard slowly as he spoke.
He had been waiting outside the Immortal Palace for more than two months; today, his opportunity had finally come.
Since fate had brought them together, the target should not expect to leave alive.
