This was an even greater shock for the two than meeting King Liang. Both of them stood frozen as if struck by lightning, eyes widened as they stared at the anciently dressed man.
The man sat in a lotus position, exuding a cold and stern demeanor, with a sword strapped to his back, perfectly embodying the appearance of a Sword Immortal. Just one glance left Tangyu feeling chills run down his spine. It was as if a small snake had encountered a giant dragon, making him acutely aware of his own insignificance and weakness.
What puzzled them the most was that this man, who looked like a Sword Immortal, was sealed by something. It seemed like ice, but they instinctively knew it wasn't ice, yet they couldn't identify what it was.
Tangyu and Qian Shanxue exchanged glances, then calmed themselves and cautiously approached the frozen man. Although he was sealed, both Tangyu and Qian Shanxue felt a sense of danger, so they moved with extreme caution, not daring to be careless.
