C1472 The Emperor Is like an Immortal God in Charge of All the Heavens

Ganhai Prefecture.

The stars hung high in the sky, and the light was dim, covered by a golden light.

In the high skies, the wind was howling and the surroundings were deathly silent!

The biting cold wind brushed against the cold hearts of Buddha Putian and the other Ancient Saint.

Everyone on the scene widened their eyes as they were extremely shocked in their hearts