Su Qian's eyes flickered as she raised her head and saw a pure gold sedan chair flying towards her.
With a loud bang, the carriage descended from the sky, accompanied by a golden light. The carriage pulled by the dazzling silver-white heavenly blood wolf appeared in front of everyone.
And sitting in the sedan chair was a man with an overbearing aura.
The man was dressed in a long, cool-colored robe, and there was a white tiger skin cushion beneath him. At this moment, he was sitting firmly on the golden sedan chair. Even though the mask covered his face, it could not hide the shocking cold killing intent. His pair of cold eyes were filled with bloodlust like a frozen deep pool that was unfathomable!
He was like the King of Heaven and earth, looking down on all living beings and acting wantonly!
Under the terrifying aura, even Ancestor Su's legs trembled. The others knelt on the ground and couldn't even raise their heads.
