There were eight warriors surrounding them. All of them were wearing gold costumes with a pattern of a palace afloated the golden clouds, which was embroidered on their chest in golden threads.
The eight warriors were all outstanding youths, only around twenty or thirty years old. Three of them were in the Sky Realm; the rest were in the Second or Third Sky of Nirvana Realm.
The leader of these eight warriors had short, silver hair, each strand of which stood straight up. He looked full of vitality.
As soon as this person arrived, he burst into laughter which was echoing and ear-piercing. He looked at CaiYi and AiYa with extremely lustful eyes and an ambiguous face.
The remaining seven warriors lined up, sharply looking at ShiYan’s group with an unfriendly attitude.
AiYa’s and CaiYi’s beautiful faces slightly changed and were no longer calm as before. Borg was obviously in shock and fear.
