Wang Jue donned an azure robe, looking elegant. But he gave off a terrifying aura that instantly made him the center of attention.0

“This person is a divine disciple of the Azure Divine Palace. The Azure Divine Palace is one of the most ancient forces in the universe, and even the Heavenly Sword Pavilion is pale when compared to it,” Xiong Tiannan whispered. Just the title of a divine disciple was enough to pressure everyone tremendously, and everyone’s faces became grave upon seeing Wang Jue.0

Wang Jue was famous in the universe, to begin with. Even in the Azure Cloud Realm, many people heard of him. He was one of the more dazzling geniuses of this generation. The four chief disciples of the Azure Cloud Realm were inferior to him.0

The Azure Divine Palace had seventy-two guards, all under the various divine disciples as servants. The four around Wang Jue were four guards known as Thunderhawk, Ghost Owl, Ray Serpent, and Heavenly Wood.0

When the four guards saw the fear on everyone’s faces, they wore contemptuous expressions.0

“Wang Jue, what are you doing...0