An Bulang rode the white dragon and finally arrived at the most central region of the First Forbidden Land.
The Minor Supreme Beings' expressions all changed when they saw An Bulang appear.
An Bulang's previous battle against Sui Shen had been far too astonishing and shocking. Now that he had reappeared, the Minor Supreme Beings felt as though another towering mountain had risen before them, brimming with oppressive force.
"Imperial Son Bulang has appeared again..."
"What a nuisance..."
The Lotus Born Twins hid in the shadows, their voices faint and ghostly.
"Hmph, we have both entered the Profound Immortal Realm. If we fight again now, who will win is still uncertain."
The two Profound Immortals from the Dream Soul Sacred Domain spoke coldly.
Lucifer of the Holy Feather Tribe stood among the Immortals of the Immortal Emperor Palace. His expression was particularly complicated as he looked at the youth riding the white dragon.
"Mm... Young Master actually has four peerlessly beautiful women following him. He truly is a winner in life."
The sword immortal Hua Xingyu shook his head in disapproval. "So many women will only affect Young Master's sword-drawing speed."
An Bulang had arrived.
The Creation powerhouses immediately fixed their eyes on him.
This core Creation region had already gathered over a hundred thousand Creation powerhouses from the Continent of Creation. Naturally, there were some blind fools among them.
One powerhouse after another charged forward to attack.
The youth did not make a move.
Su Mu and Ji Yinyin stood on either side, unleashing supreme battle power and cutting down every assailant.
As long as True Immortals did not appear, An Bulang truly had no motivation to act.
Thus, everyone witnessed such a scene.
An Bulang sat atop the white true dragon like an old man, with a gentle