The Third Emperor, Yan Wuse!
As soon as he stepped into the hall, a sudden silence fell upon everyone.
Everyone looked up at the Elder dressed in a golden robe, bathed in the blazing light, and felt a sense of awe as his presence seemed to tower like the boundless sky.
"Don't move."
"And control your heartbeat, stay calm."
Mei Siren sent a solemn telepathic communication. Xu Xiaoshou had already sensed the abnormality of the surrounding environment and did not dare to move.
The sun was high in the sky, and there were a few rumbles above the nine heavens. Another four Ancestral Origin Emperor Tribulations descended.
However, this time, Jiang Buyi did not even lift a finger.
As the purple-red lightning from the Ancestral Origin Emperor Tribulation descended, it seemed to be cut by countless transparent rays of light. The lightning strike split into fine lines and shot in all directions.