Baili Luoyang
編輯: Henyee Translations
Ancestral King Academy
A group of Venerate Tier elites were seated. None of them spoke, and the atmosphere appeared extremely oppressive.
"Humph, to have a murderer who killed members of the Imperial Clans wander around in front of our eyes all day long, what kind of great humiliation is that?" A Venerate Tier slammed a hand on the table and exclaimed loudly, his face filled with fury.
This was Venerate Guan from the Xuan Feng Imperial Clan. Their Imperial Son, Guan Yuanming, had died in Ling Han's hands, so he naturally saw Ling Han as a thorn in his side.
"What can we do?" the Demon Ox Imperial Clan's Venerate Niu said. There were two black bull horns growing from his head, and mysterious seals lit up, exuding a terrifying pressure. Even a Sect Master could only shiver helplessly in front of him.