"What if I don't?" Ye Xuan looked indifferently at the elder from Ancient Yun Shang Country, speaking calmly.
He had long known these fellows would harbor ill intentions, and he had prepared accordingly.
Since these fellows had come rushing over, he would not show mercy either.
"No?" The elder from Ancient Yun Shang Country slowly lifted his eyes.
Boom!
In an instant, between heaven and earth, the winds rose and clouds surged, with fierce winds sweeping through and dark clouds densely covering the sky.
In the entire sky, only Ye Xuan's Heavenly Gate remained.
At this moment, everyone seemed enveloped by an apocalypse, a feeling of despair naturally arising.
An indescribable fear assaulted their hearts.
Some cultivators had already uncontrollably begun to feel fear.
This truly was a figure of the elder level from Ancient Yun Shang Country, almost like an unrivaled divine spirit who governed part of the heavens and earth descending to the world.
So terrifying!
