As scores of black-clad figures, along with a person in purple, entered the courtyard, it gradually quieted down, and the atmosphere became as tense as drawn swords and ready crossbows.
Everyone felt their hearts tremble with fear, wondering if there would be a violent confrontation today?
At this moment, Zhan Yun's intent to kill the purple-clad person reached its peak. Zhan Yun suddenly remembered the scene when his sect was destroyed.
Back then, aside from a small number of peripheral black-clad figures, there were more of these purple-clad ones. The combat strength of these purple-clad people was very formidable; they were the main force who had attacked Guigu.
On that day, his first wife had been driven into a corner by two people dressed just like this. Zhan Yun could even sense that strange aura emanating from the purple-clad person, identical to those he encountered in Guigu.
Yes, it was them!
