That oppressive force was terrifying, like a deity descending, forcing all of creation to bow in reverence.
The crowd felt this aura and instantly didn't dare to breathe, as if petrified.
Finally, ripples appeared in the heavens, and a foot stepped out from the void, coming into view of the crowd.
It was a gold-trimmed shoe, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes spitting pearls, unmistakably indicating nobility.
Yet, the dragon and phoenix are royal insignia, who besides a royal member could dare use such embroidery?
Moreover, the newcomer didn't resemble the Wu Ya King, what kind of presence could this be?
"Who is this?"
Finally, Ye Chen saw the newcomer, a sturdy man clad in golden dragon armor, imposing and arrogant.
This was a supreme victor, surpassing even the elder prince Ye Feili, a truly ancient giant.
But this person was too strange; Ye Chen, having been a prince in his past life, had never heard of this person's existence.
"Welcome, Commander!"
