The snow in Fusang is very light, falling far slower than on the side of Yu Lingdi.
The spectators around the tavern were expecting a blazing holy battle.
Unexpectedly, the Four Saints led by Cheng Caizhi, after a few howls, suddenly stalled in mid-air.
Those unaware thought they suddenly lost their will to fight.
The more perceptive ones immediately turned their gaze to Bazhun'an, noticing that at some point he had placed a sack on the ground, and his hands were tucked into his sleeves.
"Everyone, count tens for me, will you?" He suddenly turned his head, looked at the spectators outside the arena, and smiled widely.
"Bazhun'an, has already drawn his sword..."
Someone watching him felt a chill of fear in their heart.
Undoubtedly, the first to fall under this "Eighth Sword Deity's" Fantasy Sword Technique was the Four Saints.
Whether this person's identity is genuine remains debatable.
