The crowd of onlookers was stunned, their eyes filled with shock.
A single sword strike that shattered Shentu Yu's Palm Seal indicated that the person who made the move was very strong, at least not weaker than Shentu Yu, and possibly even stronger. Could it be that one of the top three fierce fighters of the Inner Sect had taken action?
"Who?" Shentu Yu's brows frowned as he looked both surprised and angry in a certain direction in the sky.
Everyone followed his gaze, only to see a cluster of white mist there, but no figure to be seen.
However, right after that, a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe, standing on a flying sword, with a three-inch beard, suddenly flew out from the mist. Although there was no excessively strong aura emanating from him, just his calm presence, as if an insurmountable towering peak, emitted an impression of immense strength.
"How powerful!"
Upon seeing this person appear, Zhao Letian and the people present all had the same thought in their minds.
