"Wait!"
A calm voice suddenly echoed in the void.
A young man in a white robe, accompanied by a man and a woman, slowly emerged from the void.
This voice, unhurried but pervasive, spread throughout the Tianzhao Continent, resonating in everyone's ears.
"Who is this? Is he the barbarian's ally?"
"This person must be courting death, speaking out in front of all the God Lords. Doesn't he know his place?"
"This is purely seeking death."
The crowd turned towards the voice, their expressions a mix of astonishment and uncertainty.
They couldn't believe that, in front of the Nine God Lords, someone dared to intervene.
All the cultivators believed that, regardless of the status or identity of the voice, he wouldn't escape death.
After all, the wrath of the Nine God Lords is not something that can be easily calmed.
Yet.
When the young man slowly stepped out, appearing before the Nine God Lords, the Nine God Lords showed no intention of taking action.
"Greet the Saint Heir!"
