บท 775: Wings of the Butterfly

This blue-robed man was middle-aged. His eyes were cold but had a demonic glow. His lips were thin and he gave off a harsh aura. His scattered hair made him look like a devil among celestials.

He walked out from the gate of the altar and flew into the air. His figure hadn't solidified yet. If one looked at him, they would still see the altar behind him.

Wang Lin was floating in the air, and behind him was the butterfly that appeared after the God Slayer War Chariot was activated. The butterfly gently flapped its wings to keep itself afloat.

The eyes of Chosen Immortal Clan members were filled with caution as they stared at the middle-aged man and retreated. Ta Shan's eyes were cold as he took a step forward and shouted, "Who is this!?"

The blue-robed middle-aged man's gaze moved from Ta Shan and swept through the members of the Chosen Immortal Clan. His gaze finally fell on Wang Lin and became serious.

"You're not from here. Where did you come from!?"