Thistle South Sea Region
Editor: Atlas Studios
Boom!
An invisible fist force punched into the void at this moment.
When the black-robed old man saw this scene, his expression could not help changing wildly.
He had the mind to drag Ye Yuan back but already could not do it.
He knew that the void seemed calm, but this punch rendered the void completely chaotic.
The shattered space would tear Ye Yuan to shreds!
When the black-robed old man saw the handsome youth who stepped out of the void, he had a solemn expression on his face.
The youth looked at the black-robed old man and said smilingly, "The new sect master is already dead. You guys … can go with peace of mind. Don't you say so, He Xuyan?"
The black-robed old man's pupils constricted and he said coldly, "Your Pill Alliance really knows quite a lot! It's just, I wonder if you guys really came from the south or not?"
The youth smiled slightly and said, "Guess."