The scapegoat Luo Sanxian arrived quickly.
Not only quickly, but also with great ostentation.
Zheng Fa stood at the peak of Divine Fire Mountain, gazing up at the sky with Shi Nandang and the others.
Above them, five Red Dragons tread the air with four claws, riding the wind and clouds, their majestic divine presence weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.
These five Red Dragons were all of Divinity Transformation strength.
Yet, the mouths and noses of the five Red Dragons were bound with bridles, and golden reins were tied behind them.
The five reins converged in the hands of a young-looking cultivator, who was also a Divinity Transformation Expert. He stood at the front of a four-wheeled chariot with a canopy, like a charioteer.
Under the canopy, Luo Sanxian meditated with five centers directed to the heavens, his mind traveling beyond worldly affairs.
The last time they saw Luo Sanxian, he didn't make such a grand entrance.
