Bab 1473: Heavenly Temple!

"Boom!"

"Screech!"

The passionate war drums, the lingering Vermilion Bird's long cry, and Ye Qianli's powerful statement were all performed in the Heavenly Dao Hunting Ground.

This made many people unable to forget this voice even after a long time. The rich and lasting emotions that pervaded the voice were like long-lasting mellow wine. The more one reminisced, the more they felt the endless emotions.

"I'm so envious…"

This was the thought that many people shared at this moment. This made them listen to this feast of voices. Even when these voices gradually faded away, they still could not come back to their senses for a long time.

On the peak of Nine Revolutions Mountain, Xiao Meng Yi, who could sense his father, was staring blankly at the void. He subconsciously pointed at the Vermillion Bird beyond the clouds with his little finger. His mouth was slightly open as if he wanted to say something.