"The Taiyi Dynasty?"
A dignified and slightly surprised voice came from the light.
"We are from the Mountain Mausoleum Area, clansmen of the Taiyi Dynasty. May I ask who you are?"
"Divine King, Yun Tianji."
The phantom's indifferent voice rang out.
What? The Divine King of the Taiyi divine race?
Hearing this, the green-robed patriarch and the others were instantly energized.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
All of them immediately knelt respectfully.
"Yun Canglan greets the Divine King!"
"Greetings, Divine King!"
"Greetings, Divine King!"
...
The sound of kowtowing resounded throughout level 9 of the ancestral mausoleum.
The silhouette of Yun Tianji in the light couldn't be seen clearly, but he gave off a cold aura. He remained indifferent to Yun Canglan and the others' kowtowing.
"What's the matter?"
After a long time, his cold voice slowly sounded.
