Prime Minister Li, Beicang King, Xiao Wuque, Xiang Yuan... and even all civil and military officials, except for Prince Pingjian Ji Xuan and a few members of the Demon Country delegation, everyone else was already prostrated on the ground.
"We pay our respects to the Martial Saint!"
"We pay our respects to the Martial Saint!!"
The sound waves echoed like tides in the grand hall.
Jiang Ning also bowed along with the others, but his heart was greatly shaken.
He never imagined that at this moment, the Martial Saint Spirit Body would suddenly descend.
He lifted his eyes and saw, amidst the hazy light, a young figure, not the old man he had seen in the cottage before.
Ji Xuan looked at the figure above, slowly cupped his hands together, and bowed deeply.
"Ji Xuan, pays respects to the Martial Saint Guardian of the Nation!!"
"Qingqiu Bai Li, pays respects to the Martial Saint!" Bai Li lowered her head at this moment, bowing in salute.
