In the underground palace of the Ultimate Palace, Jun Shitian's black robe fluttered with the wind, his black hair dancing wildly, his eyes flashing with deep light, looking down upon all heavens with supreme arrogance, a terrifying Emperor Martial pressure swept vast and mighty, causing the air to tremble continuously.
He stepped through the void, each step resonating with heaven and earth, as if he had merged into one with it, this special transcendent feeling was unknown how many times more advanced than Lin Feng.
His speed was clearly not fast, but with each step, he was already more than ten steps away, quickly arriving beside Lin Feng, standing shoulder to shoulder, his eyes filled with mocking light, coldly watching the crowd.
The devilish disciples of the Taiyi Palace, and the inner sect disciples of the Piaomiao Sect, all felt an immense pressure.
The name Jun Shitian was truly too resounding in Central State.
