The masked youth wore a blue luxurious outfit, his hair not too long, looking somewhat peculiar. However, from head to toe, he exuded an aura of mystery, one that nobody could truly decipher. His arrival in mid-air was a moment that captivated many eyes.
Some wondered, what kind of peerless face lay beneath that mask? Judging by his standard stature, he must be an exceptionally handsome man.
More importantly, just moments ago, that mysterious youth called this person 'Master'.
The mysterious youth was already mighty, his strength surpassing even that of a Saint Emperor. What about his so-called master? How powerful could he be?
"I'll give you three breaths!" Once again, the words of the masked youth from earlier resounded in everyone's minds. Such arrogance, especially when directed at a Saint Emperor, one of the five great emperors.
In this world, no one had dared speak to a Saint Emperor in such a manner.
