He was dressed in a Golden Dragon robe and had his hands behind his back. He exuded a King's aura and a powerful Dragon's might.
He swept his gaze across.
Supreme Jin was taken aback when he saw Xiao ran and the rest sitting on the rocks. He then laughed, " so it's you guys!
He knew all three of them.
There was no need to mention Xiao ran. The darknorth immortal Emperor was a member of the North Sea Dragon race. His status was high enough in the North Sea Dragon race. Although his cultivation wasn't that great, it wasn't strange for him to be called an old ancestor.
Then, it was the 12th sword.
They had met several decades ago.
The 12th sword had left a very deep impression on him. Even now, he could still remember it clearly.
He took a step forward and appeared in front of the three of them. He sat down opposite them as if he was familiar with them.
"You're here!" She looked at Xiao ran.
"I'm coming." Xiao ran laughed.