Within the White Jade Clan.
Suddenly, the fate shook violently, and a gigantic Zhu Yan, formed by the coagulation of fate, had its flesh cracking inch by inch, with wails and roars spreading through Heaven and Earth.
All the creatures of the White Jade Clan felt a bad premonition rising in their hearts at this moment.
Inside the grand hall.
An aura of horrific killing intent enveloped everything.
The smile on Yan Emperor's face had long disappeared, replaced by a chilling coldness that made the heart shudder.
Under the shroud of that aura, all divine beings turned pale, trembling all over, momentarily unclear about what had transpired.
The Divine Kings present all had a similar change in expression.
White Jade Clan's fate was shaking, coupled with previous events, they naturally understood.
For a moment.
Dozens of Divine Kings were internally shaken.
They were shocked by Baiyu Hua's demise, and even more so by Yan Emperor's strength.
Under the shroud of the aura.
