chapter 128 We are from Qianzong

Harta wore a conical hat and a loose black robe. Except for the elder from Xuantian Holy Land, no one recognized him along the way.

At this time, the sudden whisper from beside him made Harta slightly startled. However, he was very familiar with the voice and knew who it was as soon as he heard it. Moreover, he was also familiar with the faint fragrance approaching.

The visitor was none other than Saint Yu Yao from Xuantian Holy Land.

Harta had seen Yu Yao outside...