Rumble——!
As the three-headed horned golden beast pulls the golden carriage forth.
The vast sea of clouds is split apart, numerous thick layers of clouds crushed to pieces.
In just a few moments.
The golden carriage that was far off in the horizon descends above Little Hui Peak.
A young man with black hair like a waterfall, handsome in appearance, seemingly a noble son from a chaotic world, steps out of the carriage, descending step by step on the peak of Little Hui Peak.
Though he displays no divine techniques, it is as if the heavens and earth naturally pave the way for him, supporting him all the way.
"Young Master Sikong."
"Not seen for months, Young Master Sikong's grace has only improved!"
"Luo Qingtian of the Great Wilderness Tao Sect, greets Young Master Sikong."
In an instant.
The hall full of celestial prodigies all rise, respectfully saluting this young man.
There is a subtle indication of his extraordinary status.
