At the gathering spot of the Ghost Mark Clan, the two sages had their face as yellow as earth. The brilliance in their eyes faded.
One of them was astounded. His body suddenly trembled hard as if he just got hit mercilessly.
"It…It…"
He swung his arms. His eyes were panic-stricken as though he was drunk and lost his cognition.
"Does that kid really have the Spirit Realm cultivation base?" The sage holding the Yin Written Charm Scripture was relatively calm. He clenched his jaw, drawing the power of the Yin Written Charm Scripture. He inquired indignantly. "How could he solve our attack? Although we haven’t recovered fully, that First Sky of Spirit Realm brat could survive?!?"
"Is it the time changing that creates such strange things?"
"This man’s strange. He seems to know the supernatural Upanishads of our Ghost Mark Clan. I wonder what his relationship with our clan is."
"We must find him to make it clear!"
