Witness this.
At some unknown moment, a figure clad in green appeared in front of Ye Qing. This person, dressed in wide-sleeved robes, directly faced the Profound Nether Python. The hurricane stirred up by the rolling demonic aura blew his long hair into the air and made his garments flutter!
Though the figure was not imposing, it stood as if it had existed since ancient times, seemingly unshakable!
"Ye Qingchen?"
Almost instantly, Han Yue Ran recognized the owner of that figure.
"Mr. Ye!"
The initially despairing Tang Xin and Wen Sixian couldn't help but show joy on their faces, exclaiming in surprise.
"Who is he?"
At this moment.
All the people in the scene reacted simultaneously, but soon realized that the newcomer wasn't from the Divine Palace, and their eyes showed a mix of regret and despair!
"It's useless!"
Han Yue Ran, coming to her senses, looked at the distant figure, repeatedly shaking her head.
