Woxuan Creation, the Ultimate Vision?

Rumble, rumble—

Amid peals of thunder, eight Brocade Wave Fish Dragons came charging forth, their bodies radiating dazzling multicolored light. With every beat of their wings and sweep of their tails, their cries boomed like thunder.

Behind them trailed an enormous, extravagantly designed imperial carriage, its railings carved from white jade and its structure adorned with pearls and precious stones, luxurious to the extreme. It was incomparably magnificent.

Thousands of rare birds and exotic beasts followed behind the carriage, each bearing cultivators of extraordinary bearing and exceptional presence.

Before the carriage stood a row of white jade railings. Behind them was a tall man wearing a lofty golden crown and fish-dragon ceremonial robes. His face was square, his brows and eyes narrow, his nose high, and his lips thin. His face was filled with arrogance.

Zhao Sheng merely glanced at him and found his bearing unpleasant. Yet this man was Chen Juemo, the current head of the Brocade Wave Chen Family, and his cultivation was likewise above Spirit Transformation.

At his side stood a woman in a red dress. Not only was she breathtakingly beautiful, but her figure was also voluptuous and graceful, instantly drawing the gazes of more than half the people in the city.

"Hm?" At that moment, Zhang Fengxian suddenly gave a soft cry of surprise, a trace of astonishment appearing on her face.

"Feng'er, do you know this woman?" Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, somewhat surprised.

Zhang Fengxian lightly bit her red lip and calmly replied, "Master, your disciple does not know that woman. However, something on her body just made the bloodline within my body faintly boil."

After hearing this, Zhao Sheng pondered for a moment. "So that's how it is. Your master will get it for you later."

As they spoke, streaks of escaping light