"No!" The Infernal King stared at Ye Futian and refused. A mighty pressure permeated the atmosphere, colliding with the aura of Renhuang Chen.
Renhuang Chen might be strong, but as the number three person presiding over the eight thrones of the Dark Court, he was not afraid of Renhuang Chen.
He didn't attack Ye Futian because he had some reservations regarding that mysterious teacher, not because of Ye Futian himself or any of these cultivators from Heavenly Mandate Academy. Otherwise, he would have already gone to war with them.
As a cultivator from the Dark Court and as the master of the Infernal Throne, apart from those who had survived the second Divine Tribulation and the Emperor of the Highest, not many others could scare him.
As for his nephew, how could he hand him over? Whether it was from the standpoint of the Dark Court or the standpoint of the clan...
