"Boom..."
At that moment, the Thunder Dragon in the sky kept tumbling, its violent roar reverberating through the heavens and earth.
Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man in white suddenly appear in mid-air, his posture majestic and upright.
A terrifying, overwhelming presence surrounded him, an endless pressure from above, like a god entitled to supreme authority, compelling people to bow and worship.
What left everyone utterly terrified was the deep star-like gaze in the man's eyes, an oppressive aura spreading across everyone's heart.
This made everyone present lower their heads, not daring to look at the middle-aged man.
"Roar..."
The White Tiger roared, its massive body suddenly shrinking, then it jumped onto the man's shoulder coquettishly, like a wronged child.
The middle-aged man rubbed the White Tiger's head, comforting it, "Alright, old friend, everything's fine now."
Nangong Yu screamed anxiously, "Dad, save me, dad, hurry up and save me..."
