The young man's voice carried a mix of terror and despair.
He was the closed-door disciple of the elder, exceptionally talented but with a short cultivation period and insufficient experience. When had he ever seen such a grand scene?
The dark ancient ships blotted out the sky, clustering together like vast swathes of poisonous clouds pouring down.
The fierce soldiers and malevolent spirits above had pairs of blood-red eyes, as if they wanted to devour him alive, nearly scaring him out of his wits and destabilizing his Dao heart.
As these words were spoken, a stir broke out in the great hall instantly, and the clan leaders felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over them, chilling them from head to toe, and finally even their Heavenly Crowns were emitting a coldness.
They had never expected the actions of the Alien Territory to be so swift.
