The White Jade Coffin hovered above the cliff, and the one who reached out to stop it was a man in white. His head of white hair danced in the wind, his features were handsome, and the arrogance between his brows could not be hidden at all.
It was none other than the Son of Heaven, Jiyan!
Compared with many years ago, there was now an added trace of vicissitude about him.
His gaze measured the White Jade Coffin, remembrance showing in his eyes as he murmured to himself, "It's been so long since we fought side by side."
He had never hidden his identity as the Son of Heaven. Ever since he ascended, he had relied on that identity to make his way through the Heavenly Spirit Great World. Some pledged themselves to him, while others scoffed with the tip of the nose; everything had not developed as smoothly as he had imagined.
The Heavenly Spirit Dao Alliance, which stood at the head of all, was even colder toward him, making it difficult for him to gain a foothold. He had no choice but to invite out his own Life-Bound Divine Weapon.
He turned his head and looked into the distance, his gaze gradually turning cold and fierce.
If he did not uproot the Heavenly Spirit Dao Alliance, it would be very difficult for him to become the master of this world.
Becoming the supreme sovereign of a world was the trial of his Reincarnation. He could not fall here.
The existence of Grandmaster Wushi had once made him wary, but after he inquired everywhere, he dispelled those misgivings.
As long as he did not bring calamity to all living beings, Grandmaster Wushi would not interfere.
Moreover, he had even visited the immortals and gods who remained in this