Chapter 221 Ling Yuan Ancestor Summons_3

Sitting beside Lingyuan Ancestor were two figures who must also be Nascent Soul Realm experts.

On the left armchair sat not a person, but a gray fog-shaped vortex the size of a human head. At the center of the vortex, a point of darkness contracted, deep and void-like, as if even light could not escape being devoured.

Seeing this astonishing phenomenon, Zhao Sheng was horrified, for this was undoubtedly Ancestor Ming Wu.

The last of the Spirit Clan powerhouses was an individual whose handsome appearance bordered on perfection, as if all the words of praise for a man's looks could be heaped upon him.

Wait!

Perhaps words of praise for a woman's beauty could apply as well.

This powerhouse's appearance, physique, and temperament were all too "androgynous,"

to say he was a peerlessly beautiful young master worthy of the adoration showered on jade-like gentlemen would not be an overstatement.