Her face was gentle, dignified, and majestic.
"Senior Sister Bai~" Feng Qingyin pouted slightly.
"Shh, be silent—" The dignified, genteel, and majestic woman in white palace attire gestured again.
Then she turned back with a composed expression.
At this moment, Jiang Ning also noticed that on the previously empty high platform, a figure had now appeared.
It was a middle-aged man, his face was handsome, his stature tall yet far exceeding ordinary people, yet the proportions were perfect, unlike anything that should exist in the world.
He sat upright on the high platform, with a golden halo floating behind him. On this halo, ten wheels of the Great Sun circled around, each wheel of the Great Sun was incomparably grand, as if reflecting a world.
"It's the Sect Master!" Jiang Ning's heart shook.
This man was the Sect Master of the Shangyang Immortal Sect, a pureblood Three-legged Golden Crow, a giant whose brilliance illuminated the ten directions and all realms.
