Accompanied by the killing of martial artists guarding the entrance of Wuji Hall, martial artists from the Wuji Sect turned pale, ready to fight, as powerful auras surged.
However, when those four youths walked in, the entire Wuji Hall instantly fell into a deathly silence, and the martial artists who came to offer congratulations trembled with fear.
"Hold off for now!"
Xiao Ye growled, his gaze fixed on one of the four youths stepping into the palace.
This youth had a robust physique; exposed skin bore demonic totems, his black hair was like ink, exuding indescribable dominance, and his eyes were filled with coldness and ruthlessness towards all of heaven and earth, like a naturally born overlord.
Noticing Xiao Ye's gaze, the youth's lips slightly curved, revealing a sinister and chilling smile.
Jun Shitian!
