The Sacred Beast Driving the Carriage

At this moment, even the people in the carriages behind Beiting Huang were afraid. Everyone was glad that they had not offended this young man when he was weak. Look at the Divine Hall of Judgment and the Valley of Pills. All of them were powerful forces, but none of them had been defeated by him.

That's right. In everyone's eyes, to be able to force the Seven Sword Spiritual Grandmaster to this extent, no one suspected that it was the 15-year-old Beiting Huang.

"Agul, go and drive the carriage!"

A clear voice came from the carriage and spilled onto the street through the window. Right on the heels of that, a blood-red figure leaped out of the carriage. His movements were as fast as a meteor. Only when he sat down in front of the carriage did everyone see his appearance clearly. He was simply demonic to the extreme.