"I'm not here for him, but I just want to say a couple of things on his behalf. Your Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect is nothing but a third-rate, broken Sect."
"Another thing."
"I, He Ziming from the Sword Tomb, if you don't know who I am, go ask your old ancestors."
He Ziming's earlier remark had already provoked a wave of anger in the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect.
After all, the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect was a bona fide Great Emperor Immortal Sect, yet in the mouth of He Ziming, it had been reduced to a third-rate, broken Sect?!
But the comment He Ziming made afterward sent shivers down the spines of the people from the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect.
Sword Tomb?!
The high-ranking members of the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect were immediately alarmed.
"Has the Sword Tomb come out of seclusion? Could they have reemerged?!"
Looking at the tall and burly old man standing on air, holding a divine sword, they felt a tremor in their hearts.
