At that moment, he felt the golden blood within his body begin to boil, giving him an overwhelming aura that instilled in him the belief that he could not yield to any opponent, no matter how powerful.
This was a belief stemming from deep within his bloodline, as if he were an emperor who ruled over heaven and earth, destined only to be served, yet never to serve anyone else.
"This…"
Lan Yuqiong was intimidated by the terrifying imperial might emanating from Ye Luo, her heart skipped a beat, causing an inexplicable fear she had never experienced before.
It was as if the person before her was not just a youth with the strength of the Saint Realm but an emperor who commanded the submission of thousands across the heavens and earth.
Whoosh!
Just then, a piercing sound of wind was heard, and an ancient woman with grey hair and clad in a white robe appeared. She seemed to be over sixty years old but exuded an unfathomable aura.
"Master Ancestor!"
