"Minister Bai Meng, pays respects to the Ninth Prince!"
Time slipped by, and in the hall, the oppressive atmosphere weighed down like a mountain, leaving the many masters of all clans short of breath.
Just as they were about to give in, a long, dignified, and cold voice sounded, reverberating in the great hall, shaking the void.
"He has arrived!"
Emperor Ren Jing's eyes glimmered slightly.
Internally excited.
Bai Meng!
This was a renowned prodigy among all clans.
Achieved breakthrough to Daluo Golden Immortal at twenty-five hundred years of age!
Advancing to Formation Master at three thousand years!
In contrast, despite being the Ninth Prince, he seemed overshadowed!
The void twisted, and a figure in a white robe appeared, exuding an aura of elegance, akin to a learned scholar, bowing slightly in salute.
"Please rise!"
Emperor Ren Jing dared not act arrogantly, the terrifying aura was withdrawn, and he personally raised Bai Meng.
