"Ye Qingchen?"
Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief, staring at the figure suspended in the void. In their view, it should have been the Evil Mountain Monarch at the end, how could it be Ye Qingchen?
However.
At this moment, they had no choice but to believe.
Because this young man had already sheathed the Gui Xu Sword, descending with hands behind his back as if there were invisible steps beneath him.
The many Celestial Venerables present also widened their eyes.
As if unable to accept this fact!
"Ye Qingchen, how could it be you? Where is my master?"
Just then, a furious shout suddenly erupted.
Everyone quickly looked over, only to see An Xuan Ancestor stepping forward, eyes like hooks, staring intently at Ye Qingchen. His imposing aura surged around him, silver hair bristling like a lion ready to pounce.
And those Celestial Venerables nearby, feeling this terrifying aura, turned pale, almost unable to stand steady.
