The Black and White Shuangsha exchanged glances.
In the Great Qian Dynasty, both were notorious for their ferocity, credited with the ability to silence a child's cries in the night.
Like death gods incarnate.
Apart from the unrivaled War King Yang Huanyu, there was no one who dared to treat them with such disrespect. Xiao Yi's words had completely enraged them. In their eyes, a cold light flickered as if swallowing and spitting venom, while the woman clad in black, Yama, rolled her throat, emitting a chilling chattering laugh.
This grating laughter became louder and more piercing.
Invisibly.
It was already making numerous powerful figures feel their scalps tingle, their body hair standing on end.
It was as if this were a summoning of demons.
With the sound came the awakening of countless devils, rushing into their bodies, relentlessly tearing at everyone's soul. Amidst agonizing, heart-wrenching pain, the people's complexions turned deathly pale.
