Above the grand Sword River, the young swordsman gazed down at the gathered warriors, his eyes brimming with an unyielding arrogance that could rival the heavens.
Even someone as immortal and powerful as the East Pole Heaven King seemed to be nothing more than a mere ordinary figure in the young man's eyes.
Meanwhile, the momentum of the Sword River itself was enough to send shivers down the spines of all the elites present; even those of the Great Longevity Realm could not help but feel dread rising within.
"East Pole, dare you face me in a battle?" The young swordsman stared directly at the East Pole Heaven King.
"Battle!" roared the East Pole Heaven King. Countless stars appeared behind him, forming a majestic celestial vault in the shape of a starry cosmos.
Standing amidst this vast cosmic expanse, the East Pole Heaven King seemed almost like the ruler of an endless universe, his every move imbued with extraordinary and overwhelming power.
