642 Fusang Branch

Inside the vast Sun Ancient Palace, a giant golden hand suddenly withdrew, tossed something to the ground, and a figure tumbled out.

It was Lu Chuan.

Lord Lu only felt his vision blur. Before he could react, he was wrapped in a mass of golden light, and after the scenery shifted rapidly, he arrived in a completely unfamiliar place.

All around him, the light was so dazzling that it made it impossible to open his eyes.

"Which senior is playing such a joke on this junior?"

Lord Lu spoke quickly, spreading both wings to steady himself before landing. He circulated magic power through his eyes and only then adapted slightly. But when he swept his gaze around, he was suddenly greatly shocked.

Inside the great hall, five great suns hung in the air, radiating scorching light and heat.

There was also a middle-aged man standing beneath the five great suns with his hands behind his back. He wore a golden feather robe, his golden hair fell loose, a golden crown sat upon his head, and his figure was majestic.

At this moment, he turned around, and a pair of sharp golden eyes fell on Lu Chuan like divine swords. "A member of the Human Race, and also a god conferred by the Heavenly Court. Just based on those two identities of yours, even killing you ten times would not be enough for this old man..."

"Golden Crow Ancestor?"

The moment Lu Chuan saw him, his heart tightened, and he quickly bowed. "Junior Lingxu Zi pays respects to senior."

He immediately knew who had made the move.

Back then, the ten Golden Crows had all been mighty beings at the Daluo Realm. Relying on cultivation that reached the heavens, they had transformed into ten suns and nearly roasted the Three Realms.