Zhao Rui's return sent the entire Blue Star into an uproar. The sight of the colossal dragon that blotted out the sky was an exhilarating spectacle for every Martial Artist.
To reach such an astonishing level in the Martial Dao was the very pinnacle of the art.
Zhao Rui leaped from the dragon's back, hovering in mid-air. The great beast gradually vanished, transforming into a longsword that settled into the scabbard on his back.
At that moment, he commanded all the attention. The eyes of everyone on Blue Star were locked onto his billowing robes and his lean, resolute face.
Zhao Rui smiled at the Mo father and son, then his brow furrowed as he turned his gaze to the white-haired man beside them.
The white-haired man's expression darkened. With a cold snort, he said, "I am the Lord of Great Zhou. What guidance might Zhao Zhenren have for me?"
"I've long heard of your renown! Since we have this rare opportunity to meet, why don't we have a little spar?"
