The thunderous voice was like an explosion, causing ripples in the surrounding space.
Before the echoes could fade, the thick mist seemed to be torn apart by invisible giant hands, and a group of figures surged out, led by none other than Canglan Clan Leader – Canglan Yifeng.
Canglan Yifeng stood tall and straight, draped in a moon-white long robe fluttering lightly in the wind, his garments flowing like clouds in the sky, exuding an immortal's grace.
Intricate and delicate wave patterns were embroidered with silver thread on the robe, winding and weaving like flowing water, glimmering with a faint light in the mottled light and shadow through the mist, highlighting his identity as part of the Immortal Clan and its unique heritage.
His face was fair as jade, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, his gaze deep as a mysterious pool, revealing wisdom and insight, which at this moment turned cold and scrutinizing due to the intruders' sudden appearance.
