章 922: Immortal Sovereign's Might

Although the four spent 45 years in the court, only a day passed outside. Wang Wei did not want their discussions to affect the political situation in the world, so he used his Time Dao to change the rate of time outside and in the court.

As such, a day later, Feng Heng, Ao Shen, and Huo Fenghuang left the court and returned to their factions–at least, they tried. Huo Fenghuang teleported to the moon, which is the entrance to the Ancient Clan's Small World.

However, a visitor was waiting for her—an elderly man dressed in all black slowly caressing an all-white sword while sitting cross-legged on a moon rock. A sharp aura naturally emanated from the man's body. If a mortal looked at him, their eyes would bleed like a sharp object pierced their pupils.

"You're from the Sword Casting Villa?" asked Huo Fenghuang.

"That's correct."

"Haven't you people given up already?"