Chapter 425: Ocean
All gazes converged.
That person emerged from the wind and sand, as if he were a fierce beast birthed from Crimson Sand Gobi itself.
His build was burly, his exposed skin bronze-colored, covered with eerie tattoos that seemed alive.
Most eye-catching was the blade in his hand.
The blade was over five feet long with a wide body, red light seemingly flowing across it.
Just holding it in hand, the air around the blade twisted slightly from high temperature, emanating a scorching and dangerous aura.
He walked forward step by step, his footsteps heavy, treading on sandy ground with dull "thud thud" sounds like war drums beating.
The pressure emanating from his entire body rolled forth.
That was the vast momentum unique to the Grandmaster realm, worlds apart from True Origin realm.