Liu Qianqian's bloodied and mangled body trembled.
She couldn't believe it.
The Xuantian Sect had been eagerly waiting for the powerful members of the Jun family to descend to the lower realm, hoping to eliminate the sinful clan.
But in the end, the Xuantian Sect never received the Jun family's strong ones.
And now, the figure in white, transcendent and ethereal, standing before Liu Qianqian, was the Jun family's divine son!
Liu Qianqian had no doubts at all.
Because this extraordinary figure in white was simply too otherworldly.
That kind of celestial aura, untainted by the mundane world, was definitely not something a being from the lower realm could imitate.
Not far away, Yi Yu and Su Ziqiong arrived.
Liu Qianqian was even more astonished.
Each of these celestial domain prodigies was so extraordinary and refined.
Compared to them, even Mo Fan seemed like a nouveau riche, lacking any grace.