"Netherworld Venerable!"
Seeing Ye Qianming appearing beside Luo Qingtong, the Supreme Director's expression transformed from anxiety to delight and he instantly shouted out.
And Ye Qianming, standing beside Luo Qingtong, floated in the air, his eyes cold as the deepest frost.
The dark golden mask covering his face seemed to flicker with a fleeting light.
His gaze swept over the blood at the corner of the girl's lips in his arms, and instantly, an overwhelming flame, like a blazing volcano buried beneath a glacier, was about to erupt.
This woman actually got hurt in his presence!
All these Tianji Palace people must die!
His gaze turned towards a protector of Tianji Palace in front.
The other was grasped by him, and was suddenly startled.
The aura around the man was overwhelming; under the other's aura, he couldn't even control the circulation of energy in his body.
He felt as if frozen.
His hand, caught by Ye Qianming, was utterly immobile.
