A bizarre black-skinned man walked out. Not the slightest aura radiated from him, nor did he release any intimidation, yet everyone who saw him felt as though they were looking at a heavenly god, involuntarily developing a sense of awe in their hearts.
Who was he? Almost everyone arrived at the same thought beneath their awe.
When Mud Bodhisattva saw this man, his brows unconsciously furrowed into three vertical lines.
"General Zhao, be careful and stay alert. This person is dangerous—extremely dangerous!" Mud Bodhisattva said in alarm, frowning.
Zhao Suo Xiang nodded. With a wave of his hand, the army tightened its battle formation.
In the distance, the two Earth Immortals looked at the black-skinned man who had suddenly appeared. Their eyes were filled with uncertainty and alarm. Even though their entire bodies were afflicted by the curse, they forcibly suppressed the anger and fear in their hearts.
The black-skinned man lowered his head and looked at Heavenly Old, who was kneeling before him.
In the distance, Tian Ji Zi suddenly took out a scroll.
Looking at the black-skinned man in the distance, Tian Ji Zi unfurled the scroll. It depicted a lifelike man who was extremely fair and handsome, while also exuding an air of supreme majesty.
Upon closer inspection, his features were exactly the same as those of the black-skinned man. However, his eyes were not as bloodshot, and there was no small sun like agate on his forehead. He also appeared much more robust, rather than so thin and gaunt.
Everything else could be different, but his features were exactly the same.
Tian Ji Zi's breathing quickened.
"From one hundred thousand years ago? The Yang Realm's Tian Family, the Last Generation Family Head, Heavenly God Son?" Tian Ji Zi swallowed and cried out in disbelief.
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