Soon, Ling Feng noticed a tall young man dressed in a light golden robe approaching alone. 0

This man held a golden spear, and his aura was imposing, like a towering pillar standing proudly. His gaze remained fixed ahead as he strode confidently into the Tiandan Pavilion, entirely ignoring Ling Feng and his group, as if they were not even there.0

"Another formidable talent!" 0

Ling Feng's eyelid twitched slightly. This man radiated an intense pressure, even more than Feng Yan. 0

However, while Feng Yan's aura was calm and contained, like a return to simplicity, this golden-robed man's energy was brash and domineering—the polar opposite of Feng Yan.0

"Who would have thought there were so many prodigies from other...0