The Solitary Nation's Ninth Prince

'Hm? They're acquainted?' The white-bearded old man's eyes widened and his expression was grim when he saw the purple-clad young man handing the Royal Grade Celestial Sword to the white-clad middle-aged man. 'This person must be a Six Combinations Celestial Duke, at least!'

The white-bearded old man was a Four Phenomena Celestial Duke. When he discovered he could not catch the other party's movement, he had guessed that the other party's cultivation base was, at least, two levels higher than his. If it were only a level higher, it was impossible for him not to be able to catch the other party's movements.

'It seems like this duo's background isn't simple as well…' the white-bearded old man thought to himself. Regardless, he did not care. In his opinion, no matter what their backgrounds were, it could not be better than the person backing him, the Ninth Prince of the Solitary Nation. Moreover, they were in their territory, the Solitary Nation.