Two consecrated experts appeared silently. One on the left and one on the right, they held Qin Yitong.
Although they were not as powerful as the head exalt, they were still the top combat power of the Qin family. In front of them, Qin Yitong, who was a mid-stage golden class venerable, could not even withstand a single blow.
In truth, Qin Yitong was not stupid enough to fight them head-on. That would be asking for trouble.
Now that something like the head deacon had happened, they, the experts of the Qin clan who were held in high regard, had to use their actions to prove their loyalty. Otherwise, they might be the next unlucky ones.
"You will regret this! You will regret this!"
Qin Yitong shouted madly.
However, just as everyone thought that he was struggling in vain and was unwilling to face reality, black ripples suddenly burst out from his body, and the silhouettes of four black dragons were faintly visible.
