C433 Kneel down

Whoosh.

A shadow soared from the teeming mass of a million True Spirits below, shooting straight up to the golden platform.

Clank.

Ye Feng heard the crisp sound of iron chains rattling. The mysterious man, once confined in the Heavenly Prison, now stood proudly at the forefront, chest puffed out, facing the assembly from the Divine Palace.

"It's you!"

This time