Fang Hao hid behind a stone pillar, not daring to even breathe, his heart pounding like a drum.
He wished he could turn into a stone so those two ancestors wouldn't discover him.
One Nascent Soul Grand Princess was already deadly enough, but now a more sinister black-robed Nascent Soul had appeared; what kind of luck was this!
In the great hall, the atmosphere was so tense it could be wrung out like water.
That "Seven-Colored Spirit-Nurturing Flower" slowly rotated in mid-air, shimmering with brilliant light and emitting a fragrant scent that made one's heart itch, but it also exuded a deadly dangerous aura.
Grand Princess Mu Yijing's face was cold as frost, her body surrounded by a chilling aura that made the very air seem ready to freeze.
The Black-robed Elder, "Fellow Daoist Black Evil," was covered in Yin Qi, his shadow squirming like a living thing, looking truly wicked.
