Junjun (1)

Sensing that Jun Linyuan was coming their way, the king stumbled back involuntarily.

Frightened by Jun Linyuan's cold demeanor, everyone felt a chill run down their spines as if they were going to die at any moment.

"Hm…"

The Spiritual Saint in Jun Linyuan's hand began to struggle. He didn't want to die just like that.

However, Jun Linyuan picked him up as easily as picking up a chicken!

The onlookers were scared out of their wits, including the officials of the Northern Yan Kingdom.

"Isn't that…"

"If I'm not mistaken, he's Master Wubai, isn't he?"

"That's right, Master Wubai! He's the captain of His Majesty's personal guards and one of the most capable cultivators in the imperial palace!"

...

Everyone exchanged looks of bewilderment.

A top cultivator.

Feng Wu's stomach lurched, and she froze on the spot.

Emperor Yan murmured, "Has he lost his mind? Has Jun Linyuan lost his mind?"