A huge black crack appeared in the sky, and a burly figure flew out. He wore a purple robe, and his long hair was draped over his shoulders. He had a cold expression on his face, and the vertical eye on his forehead was half-opened, emitting traces of black qi. His entire body emitted a domineering aura.
Jiang Xun looked up at him with an ugly expression and unconcealed fear in his eyes.
"Don't be afraid. Use the Divine Powers you have cultivated during this period of time. Even if you die, the men of the Jiang Clan will die in a fair battle."
Jiang Changsheng's voice sounded from behind him. Jiang Xun turned around and found that the senior had disappeared, making him even more flustered.
At that moment, Jiang Changsheng had not completely disappeared. His vision was blurry, but he could barely see Jiang Xun's figure.
