Chapter 1793

The Blood Demon's gaze fell upon Su Xuan, and he subconsciously brightened, unable to help but feel a surge of battle intent. Yet, immediately after, this intent was suppressed for certain reasons; instead, he, who appeared the most unkempt, bowed respectfully to Su Xuan.

"Greetings, Mr. Su!"

Under the Emperor of Wu's introduction, Su Xuan learned the identities of these three.

A strange smile couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth. "Although I haven't been in this realm for long, I know that the Emperor of Qian, the Emperor of Wu, the Exiled Immortal, and the Blood Demon are all top-tier powerhouses of this age, standing at the pinnacle of the world. I did not expect you all to come one after another and appear before me."

"I wonder, what is it that you seek?"

One does not visit the Hall of Three Treasures without a reason.

Without a doubt, there was a reason for these people to appear before him.

However, even if they harbored ill intentions, Su Xuan felt no fear toward the four of them.

A faint aura was released from his body.

Merely by sensing this aura, the four of them were shaken to their cores, bearing immense pressure.

When it came down to it, although the four of them were powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of this world, Su Xuan's strength was even greater; he was a well-deserved Immortal Spirit, and he had traveled an extremely long distance within the realm of Immortality.

The four of them felt the aura released by Su Xuan, their hearts filled with awe, and immediately, they wore expressions that said, "As expected."

Finally, it was the Emperor of Qian who revealed the truth: "It was the God of War who led us to you, sir!"

The four people before him, although standing at the pinnacle of this world.

But above the pinnacle, there is another pinnacle; the true pinnacle is—the God of War!

No one knows the origin of the God of War.

But the fact that this world has become what it is today is indeed related to the God of War.

"Since the God of War sent you here, then what about him? Where is he?" Su Xuan glanced at the four people before him, his expression appearing somewhat displeased.

After his words were spoken, a hearty voice suddenly rang out: "Do not take offense, fellow Daoist, I have arrived."

As he spoke, a burly man wearing strange armor and a mask covering his face arrived. The man was not like ordinary people; he stood over three meters tall, looking just like a small giant.

"Greetings, God of War!"

"Greetings, God of War!"

"..."

In this world, the four people standing at the pinnacle bowed one after another upon seeing this figure.

The God of War nodded slightly.

Finally, his gaze fell upon Su Xuan: "Greetings, fellow Daoist!"

His form of address was different from the other four.

When the other four saw Su Xuan, they all addressed him as "Mr.", while the God of War addressed Su Xuan as "fellow Daoist."

"The top powerhouses of this world have all come before me at the call of the God of War. I wonder, what is the God of War's intention?"

The God of War's gaze was solemn as it fell upon Su Xuan's face: "I wonder, fellow Daoist, how do you view this world?"