Entering the Evil City

As if he had just woken up from a dream, the unrestrained young man lying on the soft bed looked up at the few people on the city wall.

"Oh, you've finally woken up after hanging for more than ten days. You've really made me wait for a long time."

As he spoke, he took out a black crystal the length of a finger from his bosom and rubbed it in his hand with a disdainful look.

Cheng Qing was beyond furious. He looked at the unrestrained youth in front of him, who was only an Ancestor realm cultivator, and said angrily, "It's fine if you b*stards stole my things, but now you dare to mock me? Do you believe that I won't exterminate you all?"

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang's heart sank. In the current situation, they had not recovered their strength at all. It was impossible for them to deal with an Ancestor realm expert.

If they were to capsize here, they would really be doomed.