Han Lin slightly nodded, then opened his sleeve and took Ao Tong into its depths.
Immediately afterward, he looked up into the distance and saw a cluster of golden light suddenly appearing on the horizon.
The golden light crossed most of the heavenly vault at an incredible speed, soon arriving before him.
As the radiance subsided, standing before him was a young scholar of immaculate appearance and ethereal demeanor.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Han Lin couldn't help but secretly commend—the first time in his life he beheld such a perfect person.
Perhaps the legendary Heavenly Immortal descending to the Mortal World would resemble the person before him.
With just a glance, Han Lin had already recognized the identity of the newcomer.
Possessing such flawless features, apart from the equally renowned True Monarch of Heavenly Destiny, who else could this person be?!
"Han Lin!"
"Zhang Xusheng!"
