"Su Qian!"
Nangong Zifeng's and Cloudsky's eyes turned bloodshot, virtually going crazy.
Helplessly watching a Void Mystic elder die before their eyes, but incapable of action. This sort of feeling made their chest almost explode.
The two of them had roamed the Divine Realm unobstructed for several thousand years. There had yet once where they were so helpless like today.
Counting in Zhao Lingdong and Howlsky, in a short one day's time, the Holy City actually had five Void Mystic powerhouses perish!
This kind of loss was an unbearable weight to any sect.
Not just so, Ye Yuan even killed the Purple-Gold Hall's divine king disciples.
Today's one day of loss was likely able to compare to the Holy City's thousand years of losses!
Except, as the Holy City's two great titans, they could not even touch Ye Yuan's hair.
