The white-robed Hua Clan.
Almost everyone had heard of this ancient presence.
This ancient clan had once enjoyed a dazzling, glorious history, so magnificent that others could only look up to them.
The clan had few members, but every one of them was exceptionally talented, inheriting their ancestors' unmatched gifts. Among those of the same realm, they were absolute standouts, with few able to match them.
Though the ancient figure had always been in the Black Underworld River and often slept, he had still heard something of this illustrious surname, once famous throughout the outside world. He also knew that the clan belonged to a sect.
"Exactly. He's the strongest successor of the Hua Clan in this era. If you kill him, you should know what you'll be facing, shouldn't you?" the woman in the Black Mist said pointedly.
"So he's of the Hua Clan." The ancient figure narrowed his eyes and drew a deep breath. "In that case, behind him stands not only the Hua Clan, but also that sect, which went from the light into the shadows."
Though he had only just awakened, he knew a little about recent events. He knew that the legendary sect had shown signs of its presence and hadn't been destroyed, as the rumors claimed.
"Do you still want to go after him?" The woman in the Black Mist looked down at the ancient figure, her green dress fluttering, her features peerlessly beautiful.
The ancient figure fell silent.
"Withdraw obediently. You can't handle this, and the Black Underworld River, which rarely rouses itself nowadays, won't take your side!" the woman in the Black Mist said.
"This emperor was rash." The ancient figure looked at Hua Yunfei. "I never expected him to be a successor of that clan."
He hadn't paid any attention earlier.