Ling Han's heart jolted as well. It had been too long since he had last seen his wife.
Everyone here were Celestial Kings, but every single Celestial King seemed to have gone mad as they scrambled all over one another, surging in the same direction.
Previously, Yan Qiuyun had been like the moon with a myriad of stars revolving around her, but now her entourage had basically dispersed. Aside from Chen Ziyu, only the two Celestial Kings in blue robes and green robes were left, but their expressions also held hints of hesitation, as if they were wondering if they, too, should go with the rest of the crowd.
Yan Qiuyun's expression looked slightly livid. She had always been proud of her beauty, thinking that no one else could compare to her in this world. Furthermore, in her dimension, her beauty had indeed reigned supreme over a whole era.
