Just as Li Xiaoqiang was staring at Phoenix Mountain with a furrowed brow.
Aunt Hua walked up to Li Xiaoqiang and said intently, "Young Master, Phoenix Mountain is too dangerous. You saw it yourself, even the Martial Emperor, such a strong figure, was killed instantaneously."
Li Xiaoqiang stared back at Aunt Hua and said, "Auntie, I must go."
As soon as Li Xiaoqiang finished speaking, a magnificent carriage flew across the sky in the distance. The carriage was splendid, resembling an imperial palace and emitting a supreme aura.
This aura could elevate the fortunes of ordinary people and ensure their descendants enjoy lifelong prosperity if they came into contact with it.
As the carriage appeared, Nangong Meng looked up and said, "Father, I am here."
As Nangong Meng spoke, he waved eagerly at the sky. A middle-aged man in Golden Battle Armor stepped out of the carriage. The man was burly, and he looked towards Nangong Meng and said, "Meng'er, are you alright?"