Feng Tiangsheng had been drinking tea when he felt the shifting in the Heavenly Sword Realm’s chi. He furrowed his brow and set his teacup on the table, then clambered outside upon sensing the shift in the atmosphere to have a look. Narrowing his eyes, he gazed at the sky, which was filled with airships. How did they get in? What happened to the barrier? Fang Tiangsheng didn’t know what had happened, but he understood that, somehow, these people had invaded his home.
After snatching up his sword, he traveled outside and quickly sped through the forest. The skyline had already turned red with flames and smoke was pouring out of Heavenly Sword City. With a grimace, he poured on the speed, but he was forced to stop when a figure stepped in his path.