On the mountain, after a short discussion, the upper echelons of the Broken Moon Clan quickly made a decision.
“Zhao Feng, because you have the guts and courage to admit your guilt, your punishment will be decreased. Take Zhao Feng to the Central Hall.”
Clan Master Haiyun let out a long laugh and waved his hand as his eyes went cold.
As soon as his words finished.
Sou Sou Sou!
Several experts of the Clan, ranging from the 6th and 7th Sky of the Ascended Realm to the half-step True Spirit Realm, flew toward Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng smiled but didn’t speak, glancing toward the sky.
Plop Plop Plop!
The eyes of the disciples that attempted to capture Zhao Feng lost their light as they fell from the skies.
A cold and evil mental energy aura filled the air.
“Who’s there?”
The upper echelons of the Broken Moon Clan turned toward the sky with shock.
In the clouds, a cold youth clad in pure black stood on a flying beast.
“This is the result of whoever disrespects my Master.”
