I Sacrifice My Blood in the Yellow Emperor's Name. My Sword Is Not in My Heart, but My Life!

On the Ninth Peak, the world was dead silent!

Everyone listened to the screams outside quietly. A chill seeped into their bones uncontrollably.

Dead. Including Elder Chen, all the 20 or so Pseudo Emperors were dead. There was no exception!

One by one, gazes could not help but land on the thin figure. Their faces twitched.

Even Luo Tianya and the other members of the seven ancient clans were no exception!

Too ruthless!

Those were over 20 Pseudo Emperor Stage powerhouses!

Kill!

Shock, disbelief, and regret surged in the hearts of countless people like a tsunami.

It was especially true for those who regretted not standing up earlier after seeing Elder Chen and the others leave safely.

At this moment, they could only secretly rejoice. They were glad that they had held on for a while. Otherwise, they would have been killed by Ye Wushuang's sword.