A helping hand

This was a very young man who had clear-cut features, and was filled with an air of robust heroism.

His attire was plain, merely ordinary blue long robes, yet he naturally had an air that could make others fall into submission before him.

At first, he had still been in the distance, but in the time needed for a mere few blinks of the eye, he had already arrived within the proximity.

"Ailean!"

The members of the Celestial Realm faltered for a moment before looking excited as they cheered loudly.

Ailean, a Monarch Star of the Celestial Realm. He was rumored to have advanced into the Immortal Palace Tier at a far earlier time than Ji Wuming and the others.

Gaddalon's eyes swept over him, looking slightly serious.

There was a mysterious feeling that elites would have about other elites. Ailean made him instinctively sense that the former was very strong.