C33 The Oriole Behind the Oriole

"Ancestor, what a powerful energy wave. Could it be that someone has advanced?" A purple-clothed middle-aged man said to an old man in his sixties. His tone was respectful, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Hmm, it seems like someone has advanced to the Xiantian realm. As the old man spoke, he sank into deep thought. There was a hint of suspense in his voice