Everyone's expressions turned ugly. They were the Holy Sons of linghuang and had always been above the lower realm. Now, two of them had been defeated by this fellow from the lower realm. This was undoubtedly a great humiliation.
If word got out, the world would laugh at them.
"It's really him!"
Qin Shijie muttered with a look of disbelief in his eyes.
Previously, he thought that elder Qin Yun's death was a coincidence. He might have encountered a fierce person who passed by his ancient city and killed Qin Yun.
At that time, he had never thought that it would be this surnamed Tang who had killed him.
In his eyes, this surnamed Tang had always been an ant from the lower realm. He didn't take him seriously at all.
But now, that so-called ant from the lower realm had suddenly transformed into a shocking monster that could rival their linghuang Holy Son. He could not help but be shocked.
"This bastard ..."