Exalted Monk Yuhao stood in his black monastic robes, which billowed in the wind. His benevolent expression was tinged with a hint of majesty, yet at the moment, as he stared at the purple-robed youth confronting him, a look of profound astonishment could not help but cross his face.
This was a scenario he had never, in his wildest dreams, anticipated.
He had originally assumed that this God-Defying Sword, Duan Lingtian—who had recently stirred up quite a storm in the Jianglan Divine Kingdom and possessed strength superior to Hong Dongchuan at the eighth layer of Dao Integration—would be easily handled by the trump card he had prepared this time, Old Cui.
Chapter 4237