Outside the palace, the two individuals from the Blood Race and the Yin Clan waited for a few days.
As time passed, they gradually became clueless, adding a hint of irritation.
A treasure mountain, yet they could only watch others enjoy it.
At this moment.
The palace doors suddenly swung open.
"Chen Yu!"
The middle-aged man in the green robe immediately stood up, an astonishing aura of bloodthirstiness bursting forth like a dark red pillar of light, piercing the sky, making it seem as if there was a vast blood cloud over the heavens.
"You finally decided to come out."
The elder in black clothes grinned hideously, releasing a terrifying fluctuation of soul power.
"You were actually waiting here."
Chen Yu looked panic-stricken and immediately retreated.
Swoosh—
The people from the Blood Race and the Yin Clan rushed in immediately.
Finally seeing Chen Yu appear, they couldn't let him escape easily.
