In a flash of lightning, a white figure appeared above the firmament.
Clad in a dazzling, glowing robe.
Holding a three-foot blade, with every swing, the lightning and thunder became crisper.
"It's Master Chen!"
"It's said that when Master Chen appears, he brings lightning and thunder!"
"There can be no mistake, he is Master Chen!"
"The True Immortal Master Chen has arrived!"
"The Holy Bright Nation welcomes Master Chen!"
Following the emperor He Tianyi bowing and clasping his hands.
All the ministers present followed suit.
Only one person was particularly different.
That was Xia Liu, sitting on a wooden chair.
He felt utterly calm inside, and even had the urge to laugh.
Between Master Chen's appearance, he released his divine sense.
Guess what did he see?
This so-called Master Chen, only at the sixth layer.
With his power of divine consciousness, he couldn't even perceive his own physique.
Indeed, it's just as Xia Liu had predicted before.
