At the same time, a terrifying pressure descended from the sky onto the Spirit Race island.
It instantly enveloped the surrounding tens of thousands of miles, causing thousands of islands to begin shaking. The dim light seemed like it could rupture and split open at any moment.
Before anyone could react, an elder appeared on the Spirit Race island. No one noticed how he came or how he suddenly manifested. It was as if he had been standing there for countless eons already.
He wore blue robes, his white hair cascading like a waterfall. Although his face was extremely aged, anyone could discern that in his youth, this old man must have been a handsome lad. One's visage may grow old, but one's temperament was immutable.
"That person...seems to be the Qin family's Sixth Ancestor?" Someone recognized the newcomer's identity and could not help but feel somewhat shocked.
