With the fall of that sinister laughter, six figures descended from the sky and stopped steadily on the official road ahead, blocking the carriage's path.
At the forefront was a teenager, about seventeen or eighteen years old. The breath emanating from him proved that he was a Martial Venerable.
"Young Master Yuwen, what is the meaning of this?"
Li Tian quickly restrained the carriage, looking at the six people in front of him, his face becoming serious.
"What does it mean?"
Yuwen Shengju sneered, saying, "Isn't it obvious? This young master came here to send you on your way. Instead of going to Soul Breaking Valley to die, you might as well die in my hands."
At this time, the iron-chain young man crawled out of the carriage and stood in front of Yuwen Shengju.
"Yuwen Shengju, you're courting death!"
The Iron-chain young man's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his cold voice was almost roared from his throat.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm so scared, haha..."
