In the afternoon, Jiang Ruyi led her team to Mist Rain Lake.
The Landing Mirror from Qin Yanzhi was directly opened in the main hall, and the soldiers of the Ran Sect filed out.
As Jiang Ruyi just stepped into the hall, her body immediately tensed up.
Tu Feng sitting below the throne, and Bai Rao reclining on the side below the throne, both emitted a terrifying pressure.
Especially that Jade-faced Snake disciple, her aura was like waves, one after another, impacting the hearts and minds of everyone below.
"Gulp."
"Uh." The sound of nervous swallowing, indistinct throat sounds echoed in succession.
The soldiers of the Ran Sect, all elites among elites, stood out even in this Holy Spirit Mountain.
But upon entering this hall, their supreme demeanor was instantly overshadowed.
Truly, there is always someone better!
Though the hall was shrouded in mist, most of the generals of Ran Sect carried Divine Weapons and Magical Artifacts and they noticed an incredible scene.
