"Greetings, Sword Venerable!"
"We pay respects to The Venerable!"
All those from the Ancient Land Sects on Tianji Mountain bowed respectfully.
Many people looked at the Sword Venerable with eyes full of fanaticism.
This was the Supreme expert of the Ancient Land Sects, whose words became law, who had suppressed an era for a hundred years!
"The Thunder Sovereign has not arrived yet?"
The Sword Venerable swept his gaze around, his eyes like swords.
Whomever his gaze brushed past felt cold all over, as if being sliced by a sword edge.
The younger Disciples whose cultivation level was weaker could not help but retreat seven or eight steps.
At this moment, within the Celestial Northern Dipper Pavilion, all Spiritual Energy was being affected by these Golden Core Great Ancestors.
Each Golden Core Great Ancestor was like a massive boulder suppressing a section of a river, all Spiritual Energy twisting and warping as it flowed past them.
