Watching Ancestor Styx gradually move away until he vanished at the horizon's edge, Qingling Celestial Venerable cast a leisurely glance toward the void and called out lightly, "What? Does a dignified Heavenly Dao Saint only know how to hide his head and tail, lurking on the sidelines as a mere spectator?" His voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry endless majesty and power, echoing through the void like the tolling of a great temple bell.
As Qingling Celestial Venerable's words fell, the previously calm void suddenly shuddered violently, as if stirred fiercely by an invisible giant hand. Immediately following a flash of light, a gaunt, emaciated figure slowly emerged from the trembling void.
This person wore a ragged gray Daoist robe, with unkempt white hair and a face covered in deep wrinkles. His eyes were as unfathomable as ancient wells, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.
Chapter 428