The Blood Emperor's footsteps froze in mid-air, his scarlet pupils suddenly contracting. The golden beam of light erupting from the ninth floor of the Nine Dragons Pagoda made even him, a powerhouse at the Great Vehicle Peak, feel a creeping horror!
Out of the golden light, a slender figure stepped leisurely. The man was dressed in white robes whiter than snow, an ancient broken sword hung at his waist, and a lifelike Golden Dragon was coiled around his shoulder—strikingly identical to the figure in Ling Xiao's memory fragments!
"Three thousand years..." the man in white sighed softly, his voice seeming to travel across time and space. "The Blood God Sect is still as unpromising as ever."
Chapter 195