Just six simple words, yet they echoed like a thunderclap.
Song Yi, who had fallen into despair, suddenly opened his eyes, only to witness a breathtaking scene.
A figure suddenly appeared before the giant Jiaolong.
From behind, the figure seemed slightly slender, especially dwarfed by the immense body of the Jiaolong, appearing even more insignificant.
But this very figure stood like a stone in a raging torrent, unfazed by the overwhelming power of the Jiaolong's presence.
Not only that, a powerful aura surged around him, making others dare not look at him directly.
Who is this person?
Why does he possess such immense power?
What is he here to do?
These questions quickly flashed through Song Yi's shocked mind.
As for An Qing and Qin Yu, they were equally stunned by the sudden emergence of this scene.
This shock was also shared by the Jiaolong.
She stared blankly at Xue An standing in front of her, her mind full of questions.
What's going on?
