He seemed to be waiting for Xu Taiping and his companions.
But Xu Taiping knew perfectly well that the one Cangyuan was truly waiting for was not any of them, but the Silver Dragon Longsword in his hand.
"Clang!..."
Just then, accompanied by a sword cry, the moonlight-like sword light upon the Silver Dragon Longsword suddenly gathered into a human shape.
A moment later, a tall, imposing middle-aged man with silver hair stood beside Xu Taiping.
And this time, not only Xu Taiping, but even Dongfang Yuejian and Master Xuanzhi behind him could see the silver-haired middle-aged man.
Though they were filled with curiosity about the man's identity.
Neither Dongfang Yuejian nor Xuanzhi asked any questions. They merely stood behind Xu Taiping, quietly watching everything before them.
Cangyuan, the Dragon Clan's divine general, had clearly sensed the silver-haired man's presence as well.
Though he remained bowed in prostration, after the silver-haired middle-aged man appeared, his mountain-like body began trembling without cease.
As his body trembled, the battle armor covering his spirit form kept giving off clear, ringing clinks.
At this sight, the silver-haired middle-aged man stepped forward, then looked down at Cangyuan with a smile and said:
"Cangyuan, my son, rise."
Hearing this, Cangyuan immediately thanked him in a trembling voice:
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
As he spoke, Cangyuan had already risen to his feet.
His body, a full thirty to forty feet tall, exerted an overwhelmingly powerful pressure on everyone, Xu Taiping included.
Yet for some reason, although the silver-haired middle-aged man before them was much shorter than Cangyuan, the imposing might emanating from him still firmly suppressed Cangyuan's aura.
Just then, Cangyuan suddenly reported to the silver-haired man with great excitement:
"Your Majesty, before you traveled far to Outer Heaven, you ordered me to remain here and guard