Severe
A bellow!
Accompanied by an unmatched cultivation force was pushed onto the elder.
The elder was a masterful practitioner at the saint realm!
He was almost invincible in all galaxies!
The only reason why he was serving the young lord was that he wanted to ride the coattails of his respectable clan in the Bastion of Stars.
He wanted to access the Bastion of Stars to attain Great Sainthood!
He was loyal to the young lord.
But he had a proud character, he hardly ever respected anyone.
He despised the Earth the moment he arrived.
The old Village of Dao?
More like an irrelevant relic.
It was a countryside place, a place for hillbillies.
None of the practitioners here were capable enough to utilize and harness the powers and treasures here.
They were all only good for local rumbles and scuffles.
Nobody had what it takes to lead the universe!
Rubbish!
He despised everyone here.
As he stood as the target of the blow, he was enraged.