786 Ancestral Master, That’s Coke…

"Good! Good! Good!" The Xiaoyao Ancestral Master looked to be a young man who was about thirty years old. With his shoulder-length white hair and handsome face, he looked to be a figure walking out from a painting scroll at first glance.

Before him, the spiritual masters and elders trembled in fear.

The young man flew down lightly like a feather as if he was weightless.

The strange thing was that there had been no signs or phenomenon for such a big event.

Except for the spiritual essence that was gathering in the mountain, there wasn't a special sign.

Everything was silent as if the signs had been suppressed purposefully.

"Don't be surprised." With his hands clasped behind his back, the Xiaoyao Ancestral Master walked forward silently, and it seemed like his feet didn't really touch the ground.