A figure clad in a black robe, his body even more imposing than before, his determined face more mature than in the past, yet humans recognized this familiar face in an instant!
Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only this silhouette remained.
"It's him, it's really him, the Strongest Venerable!"
"He's back, we are saved!"
"The Strongest Venerable!"
"The Strongest Venerable!"
"The Strongest Venerable!"
Humans screamed wildly, their cries louder than ever, each person shouting the joy of rebirth until their voices grew hoarse!
"This kid, finally made it on time." Luo's pale face broke into a smile.
"Xu'Er."
"Wang Xu."
Wang Zhenguo and Lin Hui cried with excitement. Tang Yan couldn't hide her joy either, covering her face as tears silently streamed down.
However, in the sky, Wang Xu's face was somber, his gaze icy-cold, flames burning in his eyes, as an invisible killing intent silently spread out.