In the calm words,
lurked an undisguised intent to kill!
Wei Wuji's pupils suddenly constricted, and his whole spirit instantly became alert.
"Don't rush."
The dark-faced man chuckled lightly and didn't make any moves. Instead, he lifted his teacup and slowly sipped the tea.
After taking a gentle sip, he shifted his gaze to the bustling crowd around him, then, with a sigh of emotion, he said, "What a bustling city!"
"It's just a pity that once I extract the Qinglong Remains, all of this will be reduced to ruins."
As soon as he uttered these words, the entire Xuan'en City suddenly began to tremble.
At the same time, thick and dark demonic energy began to emanate from his body.
The tyrannical presence of a Mid-Rank Martial Saint unabashedly burst forth in that moment!
Qinglong Remains... right beneath Xuan'en City!
Under this terrifying oppression, one after another, the humans started to fall to the ground.
