"ZHENZHU!!!"
A powerful voice echoed through the royal capital reverberating the air and Ning Xue raised her gaze, her eyes narrowing.
An old man was floating high in the air, his eyes blood crimson in rage.
"YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID!"
The people in the arena were startled in fear by the sudden thunderous voice and raised their heads to the sky.
They all could see a small figure floating up in the air.
*swoosh* Ning Xue dashed up from her place flying close to him and behind her, Ning Zhilin also went.
Ning Xue's eyes squinted and she turned to look at Ning Zhilian "Big Sister, he is in Half-Empyreal stage. It is better if you leave."
"The one from Lycan Syndicate?" She muttered under her breath.
*woosh* At this time, someone hurled through the air before them and reached in front of the old man.
Zhao Tian's long flowing white hair fluttered in the air, his blue eyes fixed on the old man.