Blood Sky Clan Emperor merely glanced at Jian Feidao, Half-Saint Xuan Yu, and the others with a look of disdain in his eyes, but it was filled with contempt. "How come there are only some small fries here? Where are those three old fools who sealed this emperor back then?"
Although Jian Feidao and the others were all of Semi-Saint cultivation, in the eyes of the Blood Sky Clan Emperor, there was indeed little difference between Semi-Saints and small fries.
Beside him, "Wan Luo" said with a smile, "After sealing Your Majesty back then, those three old fools disappeared without a trace."
"They do not have the lifespan of our Undying Blood Clan. Moreover, they were all gravely injured in that battle with Your Majesty and have long since passed away."
"Passed away?"
A trace of regret flashed through Blood Sky Clan Emperor's eyes. "Pity, I cannot personally behead those three old fools. It is truly regrettable!"
