The spectral image of the red-haired cold elder appeared in the world. It was only a spectral image of consciousness, but it still carried the power enough to destroy this entire Ancient World.
Seeing the red-haired cold elder, many surrounding Warriors trembled and could not help but feel a feeling of worship.
It was like seeing a real god.
In fact, with his strength, the red-haired cold elder did hold a god-like position in the Ancient World.
"Master!"
Kong Ming was elated and started to regain his confidence.
"So what if you're a Dao Master? My master is the famousDao Master Blood Tusk in the Eternal World." Kong Ming scorned Jian Wushuang in his heart.
"Dao Master Blood Tusk?" Jiwan Wushuang smiled strangely.
