Supreme Sword Sovereign

The crowd was secretly astonished.

The carriage was grand and ancient, engraved with countless inscriptions. There was no need to think about it; it was undoubtedly a treasure.

As for that spirit beast...

Just from the occasional flash of human-like emotion in its eyes, one could tell its intelligence was extremely high. And being able to fly meant its rank was at least seventh, comparable to a cultivator at the Flight level, yet it was being used to pull a carriage?

As for the man.

No one could see through him!

They only felt that his aura was vast and grand, with a hint of transcendence beyond the mortal realm, stronger than anyone present!

Below.

A glint flashed in Chu Kuang's eyes.

What perfect timing!

And what a good arrival!

"Greetings, Holy Envoy!"

Murong Yuan and Wu De didn't hesitate and quickly saluted.

The man's identity.

They knew it better than anyone.

Myriad Transformations Holy Land!

The wandering Holy Envoy!

The last time they saw him was over a hundred years ago.

"Fellow Daoist Murong."

Looking at the chaotic ground, Wei Fang felt uneasy again and asked, "What exactly happened here?"

"Sigh!"

Murong Yuan sighed and roughly explained the situation.

"If not for Senior Chongming's appearance, this could have caused a huge disaster!"

Hearing this.

Wei Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed...

He hadn't been exposed!

"Chongming?"

You Fang's gaze was deep.

"Heh, so it was him."