His sudden appearance immediately caused a stir. Many Cultivators, seeing that the situation was bad, chose to leave at once. Only a few retreated to a safer distance to continue watching.
"You must be the Judgment Envoy from Thunder King Hall, then?" Song Xianming took a step forward, shielding Song Changsheng behind him as he spoke in a low voice.
"I am the Eighth Judgment Envoy under the Thunder King. By the Thunder King's decree, I am here to pass judgment upon the Moon Viewing Song Clan!"
His voice was like a series of muffled thunderclaps, making Song Changsheng's eardrums buzz.
"Hmph. For someone of your Cultivation, setting an Array to deal with two juniors is hardly a glorious deed." Song Xianming was hesitant to act recklessly, as Song Lutong and Song Luyun were still in the enemy's hands.
"If I had truly wanted to strike them down, would they still be breathing?" The Judgment Envoy's tone dripped with contempt.
