Yun Lang and the others heard, knowing that the ancestor had arrived, hurriedly stood up to prepare for the reception.
Ling Tianyu also stood up, the Nuwa Palace Master and others stood up as well. The arriving person was a senior, someone with the same status as those from the Emperor Lineage Xiaoyao, all unparalleled powerhouses, even those who rarely take action.
The reception etiquette was still maintained; losing courtesy was not acceptable.
Otherwise, it would be too disrespectful to this senior.
Everyone stood in front of the grand hall, watching a rift open in the void, where an elder in a white robe, with a head full of white hair, holding a horsetail whisk, sat atop a giant tiger.
"Golden-Eyed Flaming Tiger!" Ling Tianyu and the others were astonished upon seeing the mount. It was the already extinct Golden-Eyed Flaming Tiger, which could rival the existence of the Dragon Race, second only to the Ancient Jade Purple Dragon, truly incredible.
