Iron Egg didn't reply, no matter how much Qin Yu was calling for him.
The initiative of the body returned to Qin Yu's control once again.
He looked at this resurrected gigantic divine inscription formation, feeling somewhat uncertain.
Because Qin Yu didn't know anything about this divine inscription formation, he was not sure if it was really as magnificent as Iron Egg had made it out to be.
Qin Yu looked up and stared at the gigantic dragon-headed carriage that was high in the sky.
The carriage carried with it a surging murderous intent. It was like an enormous dark cloud, pressing down with all its weight until one couldn't hardly breathe.
The First Elder's expression was ice-cold, while the old man in the linen robe frowned.
"What was that beam of light we saw just now?" The First Elder asked with a frown.