C770 The Might of a Single Kick!

"Crack!"

The grand doors of the summit's main hall swung open, revealing a middle-aged man in a black robe, leading a procession. Adorned with starry patterns, his robe shimmered like a majestic silver dragon, ancient and stately, exuding a solemn presence akin to that of a terrestrial emperor—yet his power surpassed that of any monarch by leaps and bounds.

Trailing him were six cultivators