C3223 The Descent of Daolord Goldcrow

A strand of golden splendor floated down and congealed into a magnificent figure.

The air was trembling. An indescribably terrifying power was circulating within the hall, emitting an unbearable 'kacha' sound, as if it couldn't bear the pressure.

"Welcome, Master!"

Wang Qingfeng and the rest felt a sense of oppression in their hearts, involuntarily kneeling down on one knee