Chapter 428: 357: Ancient Oaths, The Return of the Kings
"It seems that Daoist friend’s recent retreat has brought great rewards, which is both joyous and commendable,” King Qingyang managed to hold back his emotions and greeted Su Heng with a smile and a cupped-hand salute.
"Your Majesty’s injuries appear to have healed nicely as well,” Su Heng replied with a smile and a nod.
As soon as he spoke,
His voice exploded like thunder.
The distorted moonlight rippled through the air. The surrounding mountains swayed back and forth, and large plumes of smoke billowed up.
As for what King Qingyang might have said next, it was completely unheard.
This size is great for fighting.
But for everyday communication, it’s really quite troublesome.
After giving it some thought, Su Heng summoned the Cultivation Technique he had just created. A mass of black fog rose from his body, rapidly contracted, and finally transformed into a more manageable height of nearly four meters. He pulled out a set of black robes from the flesh furnace, casually draped them over himself, and adjusted his attire.