At the hidden void in the dark storm.
Swish!
Ghost-like black robed figures appeared silently.
"Hehe, Mo Ying, I didn't think that you would fail. Moreover, your target is merely a Real God."
The four black-robed men who were originally at that piece of void looked over and their eyes were filled with relish.
"Hmph, if all of you have the talent, you can try assassinating him. I guarantee that the moment any of you approaches him, you will be discovered by him," Mo Ying said coldly.
"Haha, the four of us are not assassins and we are not proficient in assassination. What we are proficient in is head-on extermination. Just look. Later on, you will know how Jian Wushuang was killed by the four of us," one of the black-robed men sneered.
"There's no rush. It's still not the time for the four of us to strike. Let's wait a while longer. The second wave of killing has not begun yet," another black-robed man said.
"I will be watching."