Amethyst Elder's gaze hardened slightly as he stared at the two figures walking out from within the snowstorm.
With his arms crossed in satisfaction, Nether King Er Ha slowly walked forward. His pitch-black hair was riddled with bits of white snow.
Having eaten a Spicy Strip and a delicious medium well Papillion Steak, his heart was truly satisfied.
Saint Daughter Zi Yun followed behind him, her eyes narrowed in bliss. Seeing the Nether King so happy, she also felt happy.
Suddenly, her feet stopped moving, and her pupils shrank. In front of her was a purple-haired man who was standing within the snowstorm.
This familiar person made Saint Daughter Zi Yun tremble involuntarily, and her eyes filled with panic.
"Father…"
Saint Daughter Zi Yun's eyes shivered in their sockets, too afraid to gaze at the Amethyst Elder, whose aura was incomparably mighty.
In the end, the Amethyst Elder had still come?
