"What... what is that?"
The crowd was astonished and shaken to the point of being speechless by the terrifying phenomenon before their eyes.
Su Yaoji's heart pounded wildly, her blood flowing faster and faster as she felt an intense unease.
It was a sense of powerlessness and despair in the face of the supreme.
Clearly, a terribly powerful force seemed to have awakened within Spirit Sword Mountain.
Now, Zhou Dao was battling it.
"The calf doesn't fear the tiger, for throughout the ages, ten thousand years, of the three thousand prodigies that have walked this earth, who could leave their name here are but few?"
Just at that moment, a dismissive sigh spread leisurely in front of Spirit Sword Mountain.
The crowd turned their heads to look, only to see an old man stepping through the air with youthful features and an aura of immortality.
"We pay respects to the Great Elder." Everyone bowed respectfully, not daring to be negligent.