Xie Jun, Witch Child, Yang Quankun, Han Nuta...
These figures, whether in the Kunlun Realm or within the Valley of Life and Death, were all renowned beings. Now, they had all gathered at this place. Even if there were only one of them, it would be enough to obliterate Zheng Jiuling and the others, not to mention there were over forty of them assembled here!
Zhao Dejin's legs went weak, his throat dry, almost unable to stand.
The other evil cultivators also bowed their heads deeply, not even daring to speak up to resist. They could only watch as these supreme beings occupied White Bone Ridge, glaring at the figure within the ridge like ravenous wolves.
"Is it him?" Han Nuta stepped on a massive stone, gazing distantly with a condescending look. "Only Human Immortal Second Layer! What kind of pill is he refining? Is it worth us taking action?"
