Zhao Kun stared at the young figure in front of the great hall, his heart shaken with shock.
Although he couldn't sense the other party's cultivation for the moment, the fact that someone could silently pass through the Defense Array of his residence was enough to demonstrate the terrifying nature of the visitor.
"Who are you? What are you doing here? Who sent you?"
Zhao Kun suddenly roared angrily, emitting a powerful aura.
This aura was domineering, carrying terrifying sound waves that billowed through the entire space.
Instantly, the dancing girls screamed and fled, while countless Martial Artists quickly rushed over from a distance.
The Dark Red Divine Dragon leapt out, looking around at the original Martial Artists with disdain, then exhaled a mass of clouds and mist, enveloping the entire hall.
Seeing the methods of the Dark Red Divine Dragon, Zhao Kun's brow furrowed even tighter, and he said in a deep voice, "Who are you, sir? What is your business here?"
