Chapter 51: Great Sage Equal of Heaven
"Are you trying to die faster?" A mocking voice rang out behind him, laced with cruel amusement.
Yaochuan slowly turned his head and saw a young man in his twenties lounging casually atop a silver cloud. His unruly, dark blond hair framed his handsome, sun-kissed face. His bright, piercing red eyes seemed to bore into the soul of anyone who dared meet his gaze, while a sardonic smile played on his thin lips. A seemingly ordinary staff, radiating a menacing aura, rested lazily on his shoulder. He wore a light tunic adorned with cloud and lightning patterns.
Beside him floated a woman of icy beauty, clad in golden armor that seemed woven from light itself. Golden clouds swirled around her, tracing patterns in the air as if lightning obeyed her will. Her face was half-hidden behind a translucent veil, but what was visible was perfection incarnate. Her eyes remained closed, as if she couldn’t be bothered to look at the world around her. Her long, jet-black hair, smooth and shimmering with gold, cascaded over her shoulders, contrasting starkly with her snow-pale skin.
Yaochuan trembled at the sight of the man. He didn’t know his identity, but the young man’s attire and the overwhelming aura of power radiating from him made one thing clear—he stood before someone unimaginably important.
Seeing Yaochuan shake like a leaf, the young man raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening.
"Huh? What’s wrong with him, Yuying?" he drawled.
Yuying, the woman in golden armor, remained silent for a moment.
"Perhaps he suffered mental attacks from those low-level monsters, Prince."
At the word "Prince," Yaochuan immediately dropped to his knees. Who else could bear such a title? But this wasn’t Qing Long, the Imperial Prince. That meant he could only be one of the other supreme powers of the dynasty.