At the Northern battlefront…0

After departing for the North, Zhou Xuchuan, the Sword God, finally joined the alliance forces.0

The members of the forces welcomed him with open arms, but the moment he entered the command tent, the mood instantly changed.0

“Who are you?” Peng Zihu asked in a low, growling voice.0

Not only him, but several other key figures of the alliance forces also stared at Zhou Xuchuan with suspicion.0

“Everyone, please calm down,” said Tang Hui, the Poison Phoenix, raising her hand to draw their attention. “Did you know that our enemy is trying to ruin the plan we worked so hard to create through bloodlust?”0

“Lady Poison Phoenix, if you know something, please enlighten us!”0

The Milky Way Sage demanded an explanation from Tang Hui.0

“We were told that the Sword God from the Martial Alliance would join us, but this…”0

Peng Zihu’s sharp gaze was fixed on Zhou Xuchuan, or rather, someone who only appeared to be him!0

The facial mask was incredibly well made, almost identical to the real Zhou Xuchuan, but it couldn’t hide the one detail that mattered most: this imposter’s martial arts realm was nowhere near the Sword God’s.0

The Coruscant realm stood so far above the others that lower-realm experts could not hope to measure it accurately. No matter how skilled they were, they shouldn’t have been able to discern Zhou Xuchuan’s true cultivation. The fact that they could sense this person was only at the Transcendent realm...0