Not far away, Emperor Jiu and Emperor Yan both shrank their pupils.

No one knows who this old man is, let alone his identity.

However, when Emperor Xuanyuan saw this, he immediately stopped and his face became particularly ugly.

The old man spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, but the sound echoed in everyone's ears.

"Lord Dragon Emperor, please stop for now. Can you listen to me?"

The Dragon Emperor, who was about to attack Yue Zun, raised his huge dragon eyes and looked at the old man, with a trace of terrifying ferocity on his face.

"Master of Wanxiang Sect, Holy Twelve?"

The rich voice echoed in all directions.

The people from the Nine Souls Continent and the people from the Shenwu Continent were all horrified.

This old man...is actually the master of Wanxiang Sect?

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Chapter completed!