Dozens of peak Great Grandmasters launching a joint attack didn't appear. Instead, eight figures shrouded in black robes emerged first.
Xu Yan's expression turned grave, his gaze firmly fixed on the elder leading the group. His voice rumbled, "Master of Yinlou Pavilion?!"
Su Lingxiu's face took a drastic change. Her eyes became slightly reddened, filled with hatred as she glared at these eight figures. These were the people who killed her grandfather.
They had driven her into the desolate frontiers.
However, it was due to this that she had met her Master and trained in the Martial Arts of Dan Medicine!
"It's you people!"
Su Lingxiu spat out hatefully.
The Master of Yinlou Pavilion appeared indifferent as if devoid of any spirit. He glanced plainly at Xu Yan and Meng Chong, completely ignoring Li Xuan who was seated in the chair.