Seeing Song Jian flying over, Tutankhamun and the others looked at the Flame Light Wings on his back with astonishment on their faces.
"It's really hard to imagine that he actually has a pair of light wings. Could it be that he has already obtained the bloodline of a high-ranking angel?" Tutankhamun muttered softly.
"Only a powerful figure like that is qualified to eliminate us, and now that I see his light wings, I suddenly realize that the Cloud City he built is quite different from the Cloud City I saw at the City Lord Mansion concerning this world," another examinee said.
"That's true. If it were the Cloud City of this world, the construction time alone would probably take at least several months; it's simply impossible to appear in the battle mode..."
"All right, gentlemen, he is coming, let's maintain at least some dignity!" Tutankhamun, controlling his warhorse, took a couple of steps forward and said to the others as he stared at Song Jian.
