It was a cold voice, accompanied by a powerful pressure spreading out, heard by many people.
Chen Pingping...
An ancient name, once resounding in this old land, later departed, leaving behind only a broken sect.
Of course, many young faces did not know what these three characters meant, so they were utterly perplexed.
A few figures descended from the Heaven Domain.
It was the Emperor Son of Purple Gold from the past, along with Emperor Tian and a few middle-aged men, all solemn and dignified, with piercing gazes, even though they deliberately concealed their realms.
Yet their might still flowed invisibly, a mere glance sufficed to make one kneel.
As if they were Celestial Gods.
Across the Heaven Martial Continent, any practitioner with slightly higher realms felt the oppression clearly.
"Is this the Heaven Martial?" The Emperor Son said indifferently, "In such a poor environment, someone as powerful as Chen Pingping can emerge; it's truly surprising."
