In the starry sky,
Jiang Yuan's form solidified from void to reality as he returned to the mortal world.
"Impossible!!!" Bai Qiu's pupils contracted violently as he exclaimed in shock.
Changqing's expression also suddenly became stern, full of disbelief.
"How... how could this be?"
"This is... this is my mother's sword! How could it have fallen into Jiang Yuan's hands?" The Suan Ni Godson was also bewildered.
At that moment when Jiang Yuan's form became solid, a silver long sword also appeared in his hand.
Seeing the silver long sword that had ended up in Jiang Yuan's hands, their expressions changed dramatically.
"Nothing is impossible," Jiang Yuan said indifferently.
With a gesture, he took the silver long sword as spoils of war and tucked it away.
Then, he began to walk step by step towards the location of Bai Qiu and Changqing True Immortal.
"Who exactly are you?" Standing in front of the others, Changqing asked solemnly.
Jiang Yuan smiled: "Who do you think I am?"