Yang Dingtian of the Scarlet Heaven Immortal World (2)

Beside Golden Fire, the God-Slaying Battle Puppet's eyes flickered with a faint golden light.

Yunduan and Huang Zhihu retreated and looked around vigilantly.

Zhao Chen pressed his hand on his sleeve and turned to look at the Battle Puppet.

In the void, a tall cultivator in a golden battle robe took a step forward, and a magnificent sword intent surged from his body.

"People from the Scarlet Heaven Immortal World!" someone exclaimed from a nearby flying ship.

An old man in a gray robe stepped out of the flying ship and looked at the person with a solemn and nervous expression.

"Fellow Daoist, we are from the Lu Yang Immortal Sect in the Zhao Yang Immortal World, and we have always had friendly relations with your Scarlet Heaven Immortal World," the old man said, bowing and speaking softly.

The old man cupped his hands and spoke in a low voice.

Upon hearing his words, the burly man's eyes flashed with golden light.