1140 Confusing the Real With the Fake?

These eight high-ranking officials were like gods as they looked down on everyone.

The dazzling light emitted from their eyes seemed to be forcing people to kneel!

The eight high-ranking officials had finally appeared.

Qin Yu, who was in the main hall, naturally felt these abnormal internal qi.

"It's those eight Mighty Realm powerhouses..." Yao Meng's voice was slightly trembling.

"They'll die!" Chang Mang said coldly.

Other than Chang Mang, the others didn't say anything.

It was very obvious that they didn't want to offend these eight high-ranking officials for Qin Yu's sake.

Of course, Qin Yu didn't blame them. In a life-and-death situation, everyone was afraid.

Therefore, Chang Mang's feelings were even more precious.

"It's a blessing, not a curse. If it's a curse, it can't be avoided." Qin Yu put down the teacup in his hand and slowly stood up.