Within the Time River, two figures slowly emerged.
One of them was dressed in a purple-gold robe, wearing a jade crown, with sword-like eyebrows as black as ink, extremely handsome and with eyes that shone with a divine light that could intimidate.
It was the Human Emperor!
The other was an elderly man with a ruddy complexion, draped in a Black Dragon Robe. Although he exuded no aura, just standing there made him radiate a vigorous killing intent.
General Ao Qian!
Although Ao Qian was of the Ancestor Dragon Clan, having reached such a realm, transforming into human form was a matter of a thought.
At this moment, atop the Time River.
The two stood before the ten-thousand-meter-long Fierce Dragon God, appearing extremely small, yet their demeanor was unfathomable.
"Hahaha..."
Ao Qian suddenly laughed and said: "Cang Xuan, your inheritor, why isn't he from the Human Clan, but rather from a branch of our Dragon Clan?"
