Wang Hou glanced back at Monk Huiyuan.
Monk Huiyuan's body trembled, his eyes looking at his nose, nose contemplating his heart, and his head lowered, pinching his prayer beads.
With Patriarch Bloodblade taking the lead, Patriarch Zhang quickly stepped forward, lowering his stance to show his determination.
Old ancestors of the Wang Clan, Feng Clan, Ma Clan, and other five families exchanged glances, secretly communicating with each other through telepathy—
Old Ancestor of the Cui Clan: "Damn... Just dealing with a Wang Hou, who bears the country's fate, it's already difficult enough, but we didn't expect that there is also a General Ye in Da Xia, and even Xu Yang has stepped into the realm of the Land Immortal!"
"Gentlemen..."
The old ancestor of the Wang Clan said, "It's time to make a choice."
Old Ancestor of the Ma Clan said: "As people of Da Xia, how can we join forces with evil demons?"
