Xu Nian shook his slightly numb arm.
His gaze was sharp as he looked ahead.
He saw a middle-aged man in a green robe approaching from a distance.
This man had an authoritative and domineering presence, moving with the stride of a dragon and the stance of a tiger.
But the aura around him was that of someone superior.
"Your Majesty, Emperor Xuanwu!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Luo Pingnan immediately knelt and paid his respects.
As his voice fell,
the Xuanwu forces, intimidated by Xu Nian, also knelt in homage.
"Rise!"
The middle-aged man didn't look at anyone else and kept his eyes fixed on Xu Nian in front of him.
His gaze was ice-cold, with a hint of scrutiny.
Xu Nian looked at the suddenly appeared middle-aged man.
He hadn't expected this person to be the emperor of the Xuanwu Clan.
From the sword strike just now, it was evident.
Emperor Xuanwu's strength was formidable.
At least much stronger than the previous Shark Emperor.
