The moment that voice rang out, all the surrounding scenes changed!
Those branching paths of light and shadow seemed driven by some force, surging outward and gradually beginning to dissipate.
The Lord of Annihilation and the man in white both changed expression.
Ever since the man in white had appeared before Qiu Yan, his expression had scarcely shown any intense fluctuation. He had always carried himself with an air of having everything under control, yet now, the calmness and composure on his face had abruptly shattered.
It was not only those two. Even Qiu Yan's mind was shaken. From the form of address in those words, he had identified the speaker's identity.
To those who knew nothing, that identity might have held no meaning; at most, they could find a few corresponding traces in the past history of Donghua and Great Rui. But Qiu Yan had heard that name many times along his journey, and every time, it had surpassed his imagination. Now, he naturally knew that the realm this person was attempting to breach was one even Emperor Lords had to regard with caution.
And now that such a figure had spoken directly, several of Qiu Yan's doubts were also resolved.
Compared with Qiu Yan, the man in white and the Lord of Annihilation were clearly incapable of remaining so calm. The Lord of Annihilation spoke first. "Lin Zhengyang, do not casually slap labels on others. This matter is plainly the White Emperor's attempt to use the Fortune of you Donghua People to seize my lord's radiance. How can such a thing be ignored?"
"Hmph! I have already made myself very clear," the man in white said, shaking his head. "On the Ancient Path, the traces left by predecessors have no owner and no classification. Those with fate obtain