"Who is it? Who did this? Who on earth did such a thing?"
Above the scorched white ground of Golden Dawn Mountain, the gigantic tower ship that had been away for more than twenty days appeared here once more.
And just as Zhouyang had thought upon seeing the tragic state of Golden Dawn Mountain, the Chen Family Ancestor, upon witnessing his own marketplace turned into a white wasteland, instantly flew off the tower ship, landing atop Golden Dawn Mountain with anger reaching the skies, his hair and beard bristling as he let out a thunderous roar.
This roar, amplified by the great magical power of his eighth-layer Purple Mansion stage, could be heard for miles around, truly shaking the area within a hundred miles.
Zhouyang and the others had temporarily resided on a desolate mountain not far from Golden Dawn Mountain. Upon hearing this roar, their bodies trembled, and their eyes revealed a sudden joy.
"They're back, the old clan leader and the others are back!"
