“Who is that?” Bai Chen’s face was serious. He could not help but tighten his fists. He was alert.
He had a premonition that the source of the laughter was a dangerous one.
This was the first time in a thousand years that he’d ever felt this way.
However, it was only normal. Since he was an immortal cultivator who was standing on the top of the world, be it the celestial world or the present world, there was nothing that could easily rouse him or make him feel like he was in danger.
“You’re asking who I am?” an arrogant voice sounded. It was the same voice as the earlier laughter.
Suddenly, a figure appeared. He was in a glowing white robe. His face was faded, as if it was covered with a thick fog. He wore a golden crown on his head.
However, the crown seemed to be unstable. It was like a static hologram image that kept blinking unsteadily.
As soon as Bai Chen saw the source of the laughter, his body started to shake. He could not help but take a step backwards.