It turned out that the person opposing the Martial Association all along was a Thousand-Faced Yama.
No wonder.
No wonder the Nine-Bag Elder, the protector, and even the Association President's Chief Disciple had all been defeated in Lingjin City, with none spared. With this Thousand-Faced Yama present, the Martial Association was like a bottomless pit; no matter how many people they sent, he would slaughter them all.
The faint, purple-golden light flickered, yet the vast conference room was plunged into a deathly silence.
