As soon as the voice fell, everyone saw a golden light flickering on the distant horizon, and in the blink of an eye, this golden light had arrived in the scene.
In an instant, Han Lao had already reached the sky above the courtyard, standing in mid-air, dressed in a green robe, appearing somewhat ethereal and immortal-like.
To be able to fly in mid-air, one's strength at least needs to reach the Realm's third level. Clearly, the so-called Han Lao in front of them has reached the third level of the Realm.
"Are you the Guardian God of this country? I've always heard how formidable Huaxia's Guardian God is. Seeing it today, it's just this, only the peak of the third level of the Realm, wanting to reproach me, you overestimate yourself!" Liu Hun looked at Han Lao, who stood in mid-air with an impressive demeanor, with a hint of disdain on his face.
