Chapter 1043: He's Here

Atop Northern Mount, an Immortal inscribed characters.

The sword whistled, dominating the talented and the brave.

Frances Leocadia was once fortunate to glimpse a portrait of the Western Emperor, all because his master, Landon Ridge, was tasked with serving tea and guarding the surroundings.

No outsiders were allowed near, for fear of disturbing the Western Emperor's meditation.

In return, the Western Emperor casually drew his sword, leaving Landon Ridge with endless reveries.

Within the gate, although Frances Leocadia held no low rank, he had absolutely no right to approach the Western Emperor.

Throughout the entire sect, only their master, Landon Ridge, had the fortune to stand tens of meters away to replenish ink and paper for the Western Emperor.

Day and night, through all seasons.

And the other disciples could only watch from hundreds of meters away, day after day.

They still couldn't forget the sight, the Western Emperor alone with a sword, soaring into the sky!