Long Yang only felt a chill fill his entire body. He was as frozen and shriveled as a frost-stricken plant.
Although Central Mainland was now used to enslaving the Undead, none of the powers would dare to offend the Temple of Shadows in the least.
Even the Domain Master's Jiang Clan and the Ancient You Clan would not dare to lightly provoke the Temple of Shadows.
At that moment, it was not just the Long Family members who had guessed Ming Gu's identity. The frightened Undead slaves had already discovered who Ming Gu was.
"Holy Son Ming Gu…"
"It's the Temple of Shadows! It's the great ones from the Temple of Shadows!"
The Undead finally saw a ray of hope. In the hearts of their clan, the Temple of Shadows would always be their sacred ground.
At that moment, all the Undead slaves were looking at the three great personages from the Temple of Shadows.
An elderly Undead received a jolt when he saw Ye Qingtang's face clearly!
