Isn’t this better than those powerful beings in seclusion space?

Bai Song, who had been watching from below for a long time, saw several people suddenly appear in front of him, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

She turned her head and looked towards the sky above Wuwang Palace.

Then his gaze fell on the people in the air. After hesitating for a moment, he flew forward and asked:

"Ancestor, where is the Fourth Elder?"

Ji Yao raised his finger and pointed in the direction of Wuwang Palace, and said with a casual smile, "They're playing role-playing games inside."

Bai Song's expression changed slightly when she heard this. She vaguely understood something from the old man's attitude.

He was stunned for a moment, then bowed to the clan leader and the elders behind him.

Then he pursed his lips and stepped aside.

Ji Yao glanced at her and walked towards Wuwang Palace with his hands behind his back.

Several people quickly followed. Although they didn't say it, they were still very curious about the fate of those impostors.

Ji Yao raised his hand and retracted his magical power.

In a flash, a figure rushed out of the hall.

Looking closely, isn't that the fourth elder that Bai Song mentioned?

He was seen flying around like a headless fly.

Except for Ji Yao, the others all frowned and looked at the scene in confusion.

"Ancestor, what is he doing?"

Ji Yao's expression was calm: "Maybe I saw something unclean."

After saying that, a faint golden spiritual power suddenly trapped the panicked four elders in the air.

Ji Yao raised his hand and grabbed the fourth elder who was caught off guard and brought him in front of several people.

At this time, the fourth elder raised his head as if waking up from a dream and looked at the expressionless people.

His throat felt like it had been scalded by boiling water and he was unable to speak.

"Do you want to come out by yourself, or should I help you?"