The young Daoist had barely appeared before he began radiating a powerful presence, his gaze imbued with an extremely domineering aura. His law body was surrounded by bursts of golden light, dazzling and blinding to those who looked upon him.
With his arrival, the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain resonated with the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling.
Many disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain stood frozen in place.
Given their status, they had no access to the secrets of such blessed lands; they only knew that the back of Dragon Tiger Mountain was the sacred ground of their sect, but they had no knowledge of the figures hidden within it.
However, secrets are relative. With Taizhenzi's status, he naturally knew the identity of the young Daoist who appeared in the sky.
"Teacher... Ancestral Uncle?" The silver-haired Daoist exclaimed in surprise, hastily standing up and bending forward to salute the Daoist in the sky.
"The principal has finally appeared."
