At this, Rujie's heart trembled.
Before he could react, another disturbance came from the skies.
"Rumble!"
A violent roar rang out, and the entire stretch of heaven and earth surrounding the God-Burying Wasteland shook at that moment.
This sudden commotion stirred countless cultivators present.
Immediately afterward, everyone followed the sound and looked over.
Focusing their eyes, they saw a black chariot speeding in from the horizon.
The black chariot was forged entirely from Taiyin Mysterious Jade, its body covered in dense runes that emitted a ghostly blue radiance.
Even more unbelievable was that the entire chariot was pulled by nine Nether Ghost Dragons.
Each Nether Ghost Dragon was over a hundred zhang long, black all over with crimson eyes and bone wings on its back, their outspread wings blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
"Roar! Roar..."
The moment they appeared, the nine Nether Ghost Dragons could not stop themselves from howling toward the heavens, their piercing dragon roars ringing out.
For a time, the sound shook all four corners, making countless cultivators' hearts quiver violently!
"My heavens!"
"Th-that... is that a Nether Ghost Dragon?"
"What a terrifying aura!"
"Every Nether Ghost Dragon is comparable to a True Lord!"
"With such a grand display, could it be that a Heavenly Monarch has descended?"
"Are the Heavenly Monarchs finally making their appearance?"
"..."
The many cultivators cried out in astonishment, their faces full of disbelief.
Chen Changqing frowned slightly and murmured softly,
"A Heavenly Monarch?"
Then, a figure slowly emerged atop the black chariot.
In less than a few breaths, the figure of a man appeared before everyone's eyes.
The man stood with his hands behind his back.
He wore a black robe, his white hair like snow. His face was lean, and his eyes were as deep as an