"You are..." Zhou Dao looked at the unfamiliar face and couldn't help but ask.
"My name is Ming Xuanxiao. You may not recognize me, but I think you should know my younger brother..."
As he spoke, a cold smile appeared on Ming Xuanxiao's face.
"His name is Ming Zhao."
"Hmm!?"
Zhou Dao's eyes sharpened, almost becoming a single line.
At that moment, he felt the killing intent emanating from the other party, faint yet omnipresent, revealing just a hint of terrifying strength.
"Gang Formation Realm!?" Zhou Dao was slightly moved.
This person's strength far surpassed that of Ming Zhao and had even reached the Gang Formation Realm, even stronger than Su Jingmo.
Wang Xuanzhi and the others instantly became tense.
"You want to avenge your younger brother?" Zhou Dao said indifferently.
Ming Xuanxiao shook his head, as the smile on his face gradually faded, becoming warm as a spring breeze.
