Chapter 763 - The Heavenly Army of Chang Qin

He was standing atop a golden dragon who rode the clouds, with breezes gently gusting about him. Behind his head, a beam of light towered tens of thousands of feet into the sky, piercing through the thick and heavy dark clouds and fogs, only to burst into a great sheet of yellow light. Along the way, he gracefully waved the jade flute in his hand, causing it to let out a soft whistle that sounded like a dragon's roar. Wherever his golden dragon went, the heavenly ghosts and various strange creatures of the Ghost Realm down below all fled in a flurry, scurrying in all directions as fast as their feet could take them.