An old man leading a large group of followers wearing robes of the outer branches of the divine families had come. Only the elder had the word Divine embroidered on the front of his robes with golden thread, indicating he was a true member of the divine families.

Although the old man’s hair was white, his face was dignified, and he had a lofty stature. His eyes were still bright and contained an obscure revolution of life and death within them.

“This little one greets the senior from the divine families.” When the entire Cloud Chasing Heaven Swallowing Sparrow race was still shocked at the arrival of people from the divine families, Long Chen stepped forward.

The elder looked at Long Chen and nodded. “Not bad. A wildly arrogant person must have the qualifications to be wildly arrogant. Excellent.”

It seemed that the elder’s impression of Long Chen wasn’t bad. Long Chen couldn’t figure out what exactly this elder’s origin was. “Please, come in.”

The elder nodded and followed...