Taotian Palace!
Void Peak!
At this moment, right now.
It seemed as if even the wind had stopped, the vast world was silent, and even those present consciously suppressed their breathing.
Many of the disciples of Void Peak, standing there pale-faced, trembling all over as they looked at the young man in green with silver hair. Those half-step Earth Immortals who initially intended to attack suddenly shifted from extreme motion to extreme stillness!
But in a mere instant.
Zhou Longxing was dead, and Ning Yukong had also fallen.
One must know.
Void Peak was one of the seven peaks of Taotian Palace, a mountain gathering the most elite disciples of Taotian Palace. Before today, every disciple of Void Peak was proud of their identity.
Ye Qingchen's earlier intention to challenge Void Peak single-handedly was nothing short of a colossal joke to them.
But now.
