"Ol' Jiang… is dead?"
The faction leaders were stunned.
They could not believe that a young man had just killed a faction leader.
All the other people standing all around were stunned too.
The primordial scions were wracked with fear.
A faction leader was at the level of a Divine Mountain Lord. That person should have been one of the most powerful figures in the First Continent. How could a mere kid kill that person?
No one made a sound.
They stared at the figure with shock in their eyes.
The figure stood in the air, his white clothes and black hair fluttering in the wind. His qi aura was already quite weak, but his demeanor was intimidating.
"That kid… is blasphemous!"
The Feng family patriarch laughed dryly.
"Ol' Jiang is surely unlucky to have met him!" The Yin-Yang Sect leader lamented.
After mourning for a while, their killing intent rose.
"We'll have to kill that brat. We can't let him go!"
