"Who exactly are you?"
The Charm Clan Leader lay on the ground, weakly asking.
Utter frustration.
An hour ago, the Charm Clan was still immersed in joy.
He was also dressed festively, ready to lead three clan prodigies to the peak of the Ninth Heaven, to enter the Heroland Burial Ground.
Just as he was about to set off, the sky of the Illusory Heaven Great Thousand World was torn apart.
A young man with an indistinct face, accompanied by over a hundred powerful warriors, forcefully descended, suppressing all Charm Clan strongmen without a word.
The Charm Clan ranked number one thousand in the forces of the universal realms; naturally, its strength was formidable.
Possessing five Immortal King martial artists.
Even he himself was a seasoned Immortal Emperor.
Yet faced with the hundred black-armored warriors behind the young man, they were utterly powerless.
"Since you're curious, I'll satisfy your curiosity!"
