Kapitel 1767: Who Will Die Today?

His appearance left everyone in shock!

Among the crowd, a white-haired youth with an unkempt beard looked dispirited. 

When he saw this figure, tears welled up in his eyes. 

"Master!" Paxton Foreman's eyes reddened.

"Bright Lord!" Atreus Burnett and Cabel Callison exclaimed in surprise.

"Greetings, Bright Lord!" The peaks of the human race bowed in reverence.

What an honor it was to witness the true body of the Bright Lord descending into the human world. 

Who would dare challenge his authority?

The peerless figure that descended was the former Bright Lord himself.

"Trash!" Bright Lord's gaze swept over the eight lineage chiefs, delivering his reprimand. 

He scolded them publicly.

Chadwick Neal and the others flushed with embarrassment but dared not speak out. 

Who would have the audacity to talk back?

The aura of this true body was on par with that of the Heavenly Lord's true body.