"Ye Xiaofan."
Zhao Ling'Er gazed at that part of the world, silently reciting this name, her beautiful eyes full of endless shock and turbulence.
Not only her, but even at this moment, tens of thousands of terrifying cultivators of the Spiritual Essence Realm standing between these heavens and earth were all extremely shocked, staring dumbfoundedly at the figure inside the Floating Divine Hall, their eyes full of disbelief.
At this moment, the peak of the Ancient Ruins Divine Peak was silent, pin-drop quiet; tens of thousands of terrifying cultivators of the Spiritual Essence Realm gathered here, yet it was unexpectedly peaceful, even deathly silent.
Until a certain moment, when the aura around that figure stabilized, did the terrifying cultivators of the Righteous and Demonic Dao express their shock, with a tinge of disbelief in their tone.
"Spiritual Essence Realm Eighth Rank Peak, oh my god."
