The Evil Holy Son
Penerjemah: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The strength of these people was incredibly extraordinary, and they also had tribulation magical artifacts.
Under such circumstances, Qin Yu was definitely reluctant to take risks.
However, in the subsequent two days, they did not intend to leave even though everyone who came to the Chaos Grave died in their hands.
"It's going to be troublesome." Qin Yu took a deep breath and was at a loss for a moment.
Would they wait here forever? In that case, Qin Yu would have no chance at all!
"I wonder what attitude the nine great aristocratic families will have when they arrive," Qin Yu thought to himself.
On the other end, three days passed quickly, and Xuan Jizi walked out of the Si family's Mystic Realm.
Holy Lord Si had been waiting for a long time, bringing a tribulation magical artifact along. In the dark, an unusual internal qi was surging.