As Ye Qingyu was speaking, there were rumbles of thunder in the sky, like a response from the laws of the Dao sounds. It was as though the vault of heaven of the Dark Realm had also sensed his will.

Zhang Longcheng instantly had an abrupt change of expression.

From Ye Qingyu’s tone of voice, he sensed an iron-like determination and a vast willpower, which made him realize that the other side was clearly not here just for any personal grudges. Such people were the scariest, ...