The royal guards looked at the 450-foot Thousand Realms Whirling avatar that had not been seen since 2,000 years ago.
Under the sunlight, the golden astrolabe spun, causing people to shudder. The 36 triangles on the astrolabe would flash from time to time.
A sage-like old man standing near the avatar looked down at Xiahou Sheng in front of the Supreme Heaven Palace.
Xiahou Sheng stared at the Thousand Realms Whirling avatar with wide eyes. The last bit of doubt in his heart had vanished without a trace at this moment. Even if he had high status and commanded 100,000 royal guards, there was only one thought in his mind at this moment: Run!
Swoosh!
Xiahou Sheng did not care about his reputation at all. He fled at lightning speed, leaving afterimages behind.
On the contrary, the two death warriors by Xiaohou Sheng's side did not run. They advanced after crying out in unison, "Lord Xiahou, run!"
