The soldiers in the cabin took a long time to recover. They sat slumped in their chairs, soaked, pale-faced, and with empty eyes, as if they had just survived a life-and-death ordeal.
They rushed off the plane, and as soon as they saw David, they immediately fell to their knees, their foreheads pressed to the ground, their bodies shaking.
The voice was filled with deep fear and piety: “Your divine power is unmatched! We were blind and have offended Your divine power. Please forgive us!”
David ignored their fear, simply raising his eyes to gaze at the towering skyscrapers in the distance, a thoughtful look flashing in his purple eyes.
He could clearly feel a faint yet sharp aura emanating from within the building, staring at him with deep inquiry and observation.
He walked slowly towards the building, his steps unhurried, his aura restrained, but still exuding an aura of superiority over all living creatures.
The soldiers immediately stood up and followed behind him respectfully, not daring to be careless in the slightest. They already considered David to be a god and did not dare to refute him in the slightest.
Seeing the soldiers’ respectful attitude and David’s unique attire, the guards in the building all lowered their guard, bowed slightly in greeting, and no one dared to step forward to check or ask any questions.
The elevator was very fast, and we got to the top floor with almost no noticeable up-and-down jolt.
The elevator doors opened, revealing a long dark red carpeted corridor, which ended in a large metal door.
The door was decorated with intricate geometric patterns, and in the center was a palm-sized circular symbol. The appearance of the symbol made David stop a little.
Nine beams of golden light intertwined and surrounded each other, like nine blazing suns enclosing a circle, and in the center of the circle was a blurry vertical pupil shape.
He had seen a similar emblem on the ruins of the Heavenly God Clan’s temple.
These were the iconic signs of the gods, symbolizing supreme authority and unshakable divine power.
Unease crept into David’s heart, but he remained calm on the outside.
He walked to the door, and the metal door opened silently to both sides.
Behind the doors is an expansive top-floor lobby with floor-to-ceiling windows spanning the entire exterior wall, offering panoramic views of the city.
In the center of the hall was a large black and gold table, behind which sat a middle-aged man wearing a dark gold robe.
The man looked to be around fifty years old, with a handsome face, neatly combed hair, and a short, well-groomed beard.
His eyes were very sharp, exuding the calm and thoroughness that was characteristic of someone who had held power for many years.
As David entered, a faint golden beam of light appeared in the man’s eyes, then quickly disappeared, so fast it was almost like an illusion.
David raised his purple eyes slightly, and his gaze met the sharp eyes opposite him in the air.
He could clearly feel that the dark golden-robed middle-aged man was emitting a faint aura of divine law, although that aura was deliberately suppressed and hidden by a certain secret technique.
However, for David, who had refined the Chaos Origin and undergone transformation, that aura was like a candle flame in the darkness, impossible to hide.
The man sat behind a long black and gold table, his hands folded on the table, his face remaining calm and collected.
His gaze swept David from head to toe, and he subtly probed with his divine sense, trying to find out the background of this uninvited guest.
When he sensed the perfectly balanced aura of the origin of chaos surrounding David, a faint glimmer of surprise flashed across his eyes, which quickly turned into an indescribable sense of anxiety and wariness.
Who are you?
The man spoke, his voice deep and cold, carrying the oppressive aura of someone who had ruled for thousands of years, “Why did you come to this world?”
David didn’t answer the question. Instead, he took two steps forward slowly, the hem of his gray robe gently touching the carpet, producing a subtle rustling sound.
His steps were calm, but they carried an invisible pressure that made the air in the entire hall feel slightly frozen. His purple eyes remained fixed on Ye Mang’s face, his gaze cold and freezing, without the slightest hint of boisterousness.
“A divine cultivator.”
David spoke, his voice calm but containing undeniable certainty, “A peak level three Great Luo Golden Immortal, suppressed his cultivation and hid in this world devoid of spiritual power, enslaving humanity for a thousand years.”
“I want to ask you, what are you doing here, a venerable Great Luo Golden Immortal?”
FAQ Novel
Q: What unexpected event occurs with the aircraft?
A: An unseen force causes the aircraft to stop and then accelerate at incredible speeds.
Q: How do the passengers react to the situation?
A: The passengers experience extreme fear, panic, and awe.
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