C956 Meeting a Fake Ancestor

At the top floor of Skysea.

"Stomp!" "Stomp!" "Stomp!"

A series of light footsteps sounded behind Great Saint Yuan Ming and the others.

In the next moment...

A handsome and tall Black-Clothed Youth, who was in his twenties, slowly walked over. His footsteps were very slow, as if he did not notice the tense atmosphere.

"Master, this person is a half-step Holy Lord