On the altar, an old man with long red hair sat cross-legged in the void, his eyes closed. In his left hand, he gripped a sharp, ancient blade, exuding a bone-chilling aura. His right hand held a fishing rod, as if he were sitting alone on a fishing pier, indifferent to the affairs of the world.
"This sword strike," the old man murmured, still keeping his eyes closed, "is actually quite strong. Sir, we have no quarrel; why do you invade the Taigu God Clan once again?"
Evidently, from that previous sword strike, he had remembered someone. In all the world, perhaps only the Devouring Heaven Dragon Emperor, who had once dominated the Greater Thousand World with his sword dao, could possess such mastery. Furthermore, he explicitly mentioned the Taigu God Clan, not the Archaic Divine Tower.
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