"Everyone, stop!"
This old voice carried overwhelming pressure, and when everyone heard it, their hearts trembled. Many cultivators with slightly weaker strength felt a sweetness in their throats and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Li Xiaoqiang felt a buzzing in his head, a bit dizzy. He looked up to the sky and saw an elder in a white robe hovering in the air. His long hair fluttered like the eternal holy spirit, giving off an unapproachable aura.
This elder's expression was cold as he stared at Li Xiaoqiang and everyone, saying, "Now, I will tell you the rules for entering the first trial ground of Jiuyou Immortal Mansion. Be quiet!"
The crowd realized that this white-haired elder was a messenger from Jiuyou Immortal Mansion.
Tian Chen glanced at Li Xiaoqiang, snorted coldly, put away his weapons, and turned to stare at the white-haired elder in the sky.
