The originally confident Top Ten Martial Emperors, who came to slay the Netherworld, prepared to retreat due to the appearance of the three leaders and Eight Ghost Generals of the Dark Camp, despite their unwillingness.
Immediately, one after another, figures in the sky darted away like ten meteors shooting toward the four directions!
At this moment, a man's voice resounded in this heaven and earth: "Oh no, the senior brother already informed me. Such a big event, and it seems I've arrived late again! I'll get punished again later!"
Upon hearing that voice, Luo Qingchuan's body suddenly trembled. Looking at Shi Feng beside him, he exclaimed with excitement, "Second senior brother! It's the voice of the second senior brother, he has come as well!"
"That kid! Probably lingered too long in some place of comfort, slept in! So many years, and he hasn't changed a bit." Upon hearing that voice, Shi Feng's face showed an expression of frustration as if iron cannot be turned into steel.
