The White Stone hanging around Brother Cheng's neck emitted a fierce light once more.
Before Xin Ling and the other members of the White Profound Race could react, the furious Ah Ling floated outside again.
Although it was their first time seeing her true form, all the White Profound Race people immediately confirmed her identity.
That profoundly pure Profound Power, that vast and ancient aura, that call akin to the source of the White Profound Race...
Everything about it pointed to one answer—White Profound God!
No one in the entire White Profound Race dared to stand in her presence, let alone fly.
Even those strong like the Emperor Profound Realm instantly kneeled down in terror and fear.
Prostrating on the ground, with utmost reverence.
"White Profound God!"
"Oh my heavens..."
"Paying homage to the White Profound God!"
"Alas, our race's deity has truly manifested!"
