His words fell, and his whole aura shot skyward, his robes fluttering, creating a fierce and sharp air current around him that tore through the air, with his edge fully exposed.
In his early years, he had thought his father's combat strength was average, mainly utilizing talismans.
But during this trip home, after hearing about many things within the family, he always felt his father was not simple.
Especially since his Sword Heart Clarity allowed him to roughly sense others' strength and whether there was danger to himself.
However, his father before him seemed enshrouded in mist, difficult to perceive even a bit, which was quite astonishing.
Therefore, he also wanted to see just how deep his father's hidden depth was.
"Just make your move."
Lu Changsheng, wearing a long robe of azure, stood tall and slender, and spoke with a light chuckle.
"Metal of Geng!"
