Translator: Aran

  The moment Ye Qingyu snapped open his eyes, he saw the figure in a golden robe.

  He did not know who the golden-robed figure in front of him was.

  But he felt an extremely terrifying aura exuding from the other side.

  This aura was not brought by powerful strength, killing intent, nor was it from the expression in his eye or other things. The feeling was very bizarre. Just by standing there he felt an uncontrollable fear, panic, and couldn't help b..