They shouted one after another.
"Han Xing!"
"Saint Master Han Xing!"
"Old Brother Han Xing!"
All kinds of calls resounded.
Han Xing slowly flew into mid-air.
Then his gaze swept across the entire Elf Realm.
He saw many familiar faces.
The Divine Sons, the Ancient Tree with Entwined Roots, the Little Giant Spirit King, High Priest Xiao, and others were all present.
Han Xing looked at them and slowly nodded.
Yet those Abyssal Army, upon Han Xing's appearance, strangely froze in place.
Even the Ancient Demon Gods maintained a scrutinizing gaze, looking at Han Xing.
At this moment, the Elf King, recovering from initial elation, hurriedly shouted,
"Saint Master Han Xing, quickly escape from here!"
"The Abyss Realm has already summoned an Ancient Demon God with the combat power of a True God level!"
"I know you've broken through to a Demigod and are stronger than before, but the power of the Ancient Demon Gods is beyond imagination. Quickly take my daughter and escape!"
