An Lan appeared in the grand hall with Ling Tianyu. A man dressed in a luxurious golden-thread robe sat in the main seat, reading an ancient book.
"Third layer of the Tiandi Period!" Ling Tianyu noticed the man's cultivation level and was stunned. It far surpassed his own—it was unimaginably powerful.
This was only the weakest space of the Four Voids. What kind of strength must the other three possess? Ling Tianyu couldn't even begin to fathom.
This was merely the Ghost Tribe.
The man noticed someone entering, placed down the book, and raised his head. His eyes gleamed when he saw An Lan, and he hurriedly stood up and descended from the main seat.
"Greetings, Young Miss." The man bowed respectfully.
An Lan motioned for him to rise and introduced, "This is the Ghost Tribe Chief, Gui Shitian."
