After a long while, a calm voice rang out: "He lost, let him go."
Everyone turned to look.
The speaker was a young man with black hair on the Golden Ancient Road. His stature was tall and slender, surrounded by a faint golden glow. He appeared slim, yet exuded a composed demeanor that was unfazed by anything.
"Who are you?"
Qin Zi looked at the person and asked.
"Qingtian."
The person replied calmly, locking eyes with Qin Zi without the slightest hint of retreat.
Qin Zi twitched his mouth, thinking it was pointless to ask since he hadn't even heard of him!
Nevertheless, this person was indeed strong, giving him a sense of danger. This must be the leading figure of Taiqing Heaven.
"Go ahead."
Qin Zi thought for a moment, and casually tossed the golden-haired youth away, as if releasing a dove.
The golden-haired youth flapped his wings and flew back to the Golden Ancient Road in an awkward state, his face looking unsightly.
