Could it be some kind of celestial artifact?
After Qian Song took a close look at the old man, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He exclaimed, "
"Forefather Taigu!"
After Ling Rong had been accepted as a core disciple by sacred Lord Taigu, Qian Song had followed Ling Rong to the Taigu sacred land.
He had once seen the portrait of ancestor Taigu in the Great Hall of the sacred land.
Upon closer inspection, he suddenly recognized the old man standing on his sword as the founder of the sacred land of Taigu.
When she heard the name of old ancestor Taigu, Ling Rong's expression relaxed and a hint of joy bloomed in her eyes.
"It's actually the old ancestor!"
She didn't expect the sacred land's forefather to still be alive and to save her at such a critical moment.
It was different from the Ling family.
In the distance, Xia junxiong was lying on the ground, crazily rubbing his waist as he glared at Taigu.
"Dammit! That old thing is actually still alive and even came out to save Ling Rong!"