"Do not panic, fellow Daoist!"
Waves surged through the River of Time. This was no visitor from the future, but someone from the present age.
He had come from the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, setting foot here with Supreme Emperor Power.
"I am here!"
As that voice rang out, the Dao Power restraining Qin Tian vanished, allowing him to move again.
Qin Tian gasped for breath. A storm casually stirred up by a Quasi-Immortal Emperor could obliterate countless Immortal Kings.
They were beings on two entirely different levels.
Not to mention that he was only a Quasi-Immortal King, facing such a supreme existence.
Qin Tian felt as though he had become a mortal again, facing a sun undergoing a helium flash, his life and death beyond his control.
Qin Tian clenched his fists tightly and exhaled a breath of turbid qi, cutting away every distracting thought and trace of fear in his heart.
He turned to look at the newcomer. This was a young man with fine, handsome features, a heroic bearing, and an air of youthful vigor.
Of course, his youth was only relative. In truth, he had already lived for nearly an era.
It was just that compared to Immortal Kings whose lives frequently spanned several eras, this young man seemed incredibly young, brimming with youthful vigor.
He looked the being before him up and down. His appearance actually bore some resemblance to Qin Tian's.
Qin Tian stared with dead-fish eyes and said helplessly, "This again!"
He really wanted to complain, but he also felt that he had grown used to it.
"These days, powerful people don't necessarily have similar faces, but anyone with a similar face is certainly powerful." Qin Tian felt powerless and touched his own face.
Even now, he did not know why he had