The next moment, his pupils contracted once more.
Because, behind the Bull Demon, one figure after another appeared.
A lean and cold figure wearing a Horse Face Mask.
A figure wearing the Divine Monkey Mask, carrying a staff, exuding wild arrogance.
And another, standing with hands clasped behind his back, donning a ferocious Thunder Dragon Mask, lightning arcs coursing across, radiating unparalleled dominance.
"The... Underworld villains?!"
Hong Lei's face turned ashen...
These were the ones who had executed the Western Camp General of the Divine Guard Army, You Liqing, on the spot, injured a Martial Saint, and aided in the assault and killing of a Martial Saint!
Elusive, their tracks impossible to capture!
What right did he, Hong Lei, have to be able to confront the villains directly?!
The Bull Demon, towering like Tower Mountain, slightly lowered his head, his gaze falling on Hong Lei.
A raspy voice, like the edge of a blade, gently scraped against Hong Lei's throat.
