He, the mighty Xiao Jiu, reborn as the Divine Emperor, yet powerless to reverse the heavens.
As for Xiao Jiu's words, naturally, no one paid attention.
The Palm Seal of Wanhai Mountain continued its suppression, about to destroy Ye Qingcheng's delicate body. However, amidst the endless void, a handsome figure stepped through the air, and at the same time, a tremendous force of confinement enveloped Wanhai Mountain. Instantly, Wanhai Mountain's palm stalled in the void, no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail, as if his body was nailed in the void.
"What's going on?" Many people were terrified in their hearts, and their eyes all turned to the endless void, where the figure in white descended instantly, landing beside Ye Qingcheng. His body emitted no aura, but his long hair fluttered, his expression calm, yet he gave an impression of sharpness.
The crowd all retreated in succession, obviously on guard in their hearts.
