Above the nine-headed fierce beasts, a youth with a cold and detached demeanor stepped forward. Looking down at the people below him without a single ripple of emotion in his expression, he said, "This place is the mausoleum of the True Dragon clan's founding ancestor, and the True Dragon Holy Son is here. All outsiders, withdraw immediately!"
His voice was so flat that it carried no fluctuation whatsoever, yet as it fell upon the ears of the crowd, it sounded like beating drums. Their eardrums stung, and their hearts hammered wildly.
Even at this great distance, Xiao Zining could still not avoid a stifling ache in his chest. His face paled, but his gaze still drifted uncontrollably toward the exquisite and archaic palanquin.
Chapter 696