Chapter 615: Old Grievances
That person's voice reverberated above the Tianbao Upper Sect, rolling like thunder through ten thousand li of cloud layers, carrying undisguised contempt.
The instant those words landed, the plaza erupted.
The blood and qi of thousands of disciples surged as their eyes went wide with fury. The sect's grand ceremony, the sacred moment of paying reverence to the founding patriarch, and someone had dared to speak such arrogant words here. This was a grave insult to the Tianbao Upper Sect's thousand-year Dao lineage.
"Xuan Ming?!"
Han Guxi fixed his gaze on that figure in the sky and let out a sharp shout wrapped in True Origin that surged skyward, sending the surrounding cloud layers rolling and churning.
The slate ground beneath his feet cracked outward in a spider-web pattern, and his entire person had already gathered his power to strike, True Origin coiling around him like an enraged dragon.
"What?! The Gold-Profound Division's First Grand Lord, Xuan Ming?!"
"He is one of only two Ninth Revolution Grandmasters across the Eight Divisions!"
"It is truly him!"