Weakness

The crimson-robed old man and the 12 black-robed men lying on the ground were anxiously looking forward to being saved by their master. They wanted to see this white-robed expert beg for mercy in regret too!

"Dong Bo Xue Ying."

Wicked-Eyed Palace Master stepped on the void. He stared at Xue Ying from afar. A sinister aura emanated from his body which billowed in all directions, "This is the Myriad Ancient Sacred World. You are from the Seven Star Oceanic Sacred World, yet you dare to be so unbridled here in the Myriad Ancient Sacred World? And even dare to disrupt my affair? You are quite daring."

"The Myriad Ancient Sacred World is split into two. This is the region under World Ancestor and not Ancestor Sorcerer. Do you think you are qualified to say these?" Xue Ying shook his head.