This terrifying aura made their hearts tremble.
Even though there were thousands of Pseudo-Gods, each presiding over their own Formation restrictions, theoretically capable of defeating a True God with ease... faced with that vague figure whose aura was unmatched and majestic, they all felt a chill of fear.
"Jiang Yuan, how dare you!!" An enraged roar echoed through heaven and earth, followed by the emergence of a figure in a black robe atop the highest point of Black Blade City.
His aura was also vast and mighty, with a swirling black mist composed of endless scales beneath him.
The Black Blade True God!
"The King has arrived."
"The King is here! With the Formation, we should be able to stop Jiang Yuan True God."
