Inside the Vientiane Palace, there was a deathly silence.
Under the gaze of tens of thousands of Cangming Sect members.
A towering, majestic demonic figure slowly walked in.
A pale face, pale hands, yet wielding a pitch-black, ancient longsword.
Solitude, arrogance, and a sinister gaze. Overbearing might that looked down on everything, and...
A nearly suffocating sense of oppression!
This was the first impression this person gave!
And it was very clear...
He had used the black sword in his hand to cut down the Golden Core stage Master of the Beast Control Hall, Luo Fenghuo, from a distance!
"It's him! It's that man!"
"The Qingling Demon Sovereign—Bail Qingling!"
"So cool! This absent Lord of Youluo Palace... has finally come!"
"His presence proves the rumors outside are false! That Righteous Path Saintess, Mu Xinlan, is merely spreading rumors!"
"Evil meets its match! Let's see how long this arrogant Taoist can remain defiant!"
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