As the scroll continued to flicker, the energy waves emanating from it grew increasingly powerful, and Zuo Qiuming ceased his actions, for from within the energy vortex, he felt an aura that was overwhelming enough to suffocate him.
Everyone was fixated on the vortex.
"Boom!"
Under the interweaving lightning, a burly middle-aged man emerged from the vortex, clad in dragon armor and wielding a spear, resembling an awe-inspiring War God.
When Zuo Qiuming saw the dragon armor on the man's chest, with the lifelike dragon emblazoned on it, he felt an icy chill envelop him.
This symbol was unforgettable for Zuo Qiuming, as it represented one of the three superpowers of the Demon-Sealing Relics, and compared to the Heavenly Firmament Sect, it was like comparing an elephant to an ant—an insurmountable difference.
The middle-aged man strode forth with an imposing presence.
He surveyed his surroundings, then fixed his gaze on Li Xiaoqiang and asked, "Are you Li Xiaoqiang?"
