Amidst the mountains, as the golden sun set, it transformed into a man in a golden robe, tall and imposing, exuding an aura of sunlight and warmth, like a youthful, sunny gentleman.
At the moment he spoke, he blocked Bai Ling'Er's path forward.
"Fellow cultivator, what does this mean?"
Bai Ling'Er asked.
The man in the golden robe said, "Fellow cultivator, what happened in Qingqiu might deceive some low-level cultivators but cannot deceive us. Under the sun, there is nothing new, only repetitions. Your aunt, being small-minded, tried to harm you when she saw your extraordinary talent, but you escaped!"
"Now, the Qingqiu lineage is hunting you down... Your escape routes are limited. Why not join my Golden Crow Race? This emperor is at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul level, not inferior to your aunt, and can naturally protect you. When your cultivation becomes strong enough, you can return to Qingqiu for revenge!"
