Old Man Zito stood between heaven and earth, his thin body and clothes fluttering in the wind.
He released his aura and suppressed everyone present!
In the entire provincial city, could there be a second ninth-level king?
Ernest Lanford sat by the pond and released his king aura.
The two kings released their killing intent.
"Two kings?" Tate Youngblood stammered.
"He's a ninth-level king!"
In the crowd, some people were afraid.
A ninth-level king could kill everyone present.
What shocked everyone even more was the background of the person in the pavilion.
The ninth-level king was a servant and respected the person as a young master.
Who was the person in the pavilion?
Braydon's white clothes were like snow, untainted by the mortal world. He lifted his left hand slightly and opened the curtain. He walked out with a faint smile.
"I hear that the Youngblood family is looking for me?"
