Upon hearing this voice,
everyone in the venue changed color.
Fu Xinyan and the others, in particular, trembled all over before lifting their heads to look.
They saw an immense convoy slowly approaching from the horizon.
This convoy consisted of numerous tall flying ships; their formidable presence and grand scale were simply breathtaking.
All eyes were fixed in a dumbfounded stare.
Especially Yan Hentian and the dozen or so Sect Masters present, who at that moment didn't dare to move an inch, because they could feel the presence of countless mighty auras within the convoy.
There were even the auras of several dozen True Immortal ancestral spirits.
Under the pressure of such a presence,
they could only stand there, stunned, watching the convoy slowly approach.
Finally.
The convoy flew close to Si Hua City.
Atop the leading ship, one of immense size, stood a man at the bow, looking down upon everyone with an indifferent expression.
Upon seeing this figure,
