Xia ping 'an was dumbfounded by this breath, not to mention the others. Those who were still looking for something were also shocked. In the blink of an eye, they found that the entire Hall had turned golden. Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Xia ping' an and saw that he was holding a copper lamp in his hand and looking in their direction with a shocked expression.
Just as everyone was looking at Xia Pingan, the red-crowned crane in the copper lamp in Xia Pingan's hand seemed to come to life. The red-crowned crane twisted its neck, turned its head, and used its long beak to comb the feathers on its wings. One of its feet landed on the ground, and it shook its entire body as if it was trying to shake off all the dust on its body. Then, the red-crowned crane slightly spread its wings, bent its neck, and made a proud pose. After that, it froze again. It turned into the shape of a copper lamp, but the flame in the core of the copper lamp was still golden.
