The old man sitting cross-legged on the ground was precisely the Thunder God who had once, a hundred years ago, dominated the Witch Star Continent.
The Thunder God opened his eyes, swept a glance at Long Aotian behind the Emperor of Great Dragon, and said calmly:
"Long Heng, he's your son?"
The Emperor of Great Dragon immediately said respectfully:
"Yes, he is the Eldest Prince, and also the future heir of the Imperial... Ao Tian, hurry and pay respects to Grandfather Thunder God."
Long Aotian immediately kowtowed and said in a loud voice:
"Grandson Long Aotian pays respects to Grandfather Thunder God. Congratulations to Grandfather Thunder God on emerging from Cultivation. I wish Grandfather Thunder God robust health, life as long as the green mountains, and eternal flourishing!"
A trace of sharp light flashed in the Thunder God's eyes. He glanced at Long Aotian and said lightly:
"Your mouth is quite sweet."
