Coinciding with all these events, a person with powerful strength had arrived in the Everlasting Sea of Blood.
In the living room with Ya Fei, a white-haired, brawny old man who neared three meters in height and was clad in gorgeous clothing sat at the head of the table.
That old man had eyes like an eagle’s, snow-white sword-like brows, a pointed face, and unknowingly, emanated an untaintable domineeringness.
And that person was none other than the head of the Nine Immortals of the Immortal Execution Archipelago, Ya Fei’s grandfather, Ya Zongyun.