Their eyes locked. A shudder ran through Third Young Master Qiong as he registered the surrounding cries.
Anyone who had made it into the spirit world was certainly an elite of the Great You, especially those who lingered around the Golden Spirit Temple to engage in this battle. They were renowned experts from the six clans and sects.
Although the spirit world allowed only the manifestation of blood essence power, all present were exceptional, akin to dragons and phoenixes among men, and the ancestors among demons.
However, this impressive gathering was being decimated by a young man as if he were merely slicing through melons and vegetables. What was even more vexing was the handsome appearance of this ruthless attacker.
"Speak up! Who is he?" Third Young Master Qiong demanded. Faces of the Long family and the royal family of Great You raced through his mind, but none resembled the man in question.