Everyone stood apart according to their respective 'teams', with no intention of communicating.
"Hmm? Two strong auras are coming over!" He Yu turned his head, looking at the distant sky, and saw two black streaks of flowing light flying in at great speed.
Liu Qingyang and Wu Mi, along with more than a dozen other geniuses around the palace, simultaneously felt a powerful suppression approaching.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, two figures arrived in front of the Luli Tower. The others also saw the two clearly and gasped.
"It's the two princes of the Fallen Angel race. The Ninth Prince is alright, but the Eldest Prince's strength is truly terrifying!"
"We're doomed, I knew these two were bound to come sooner or later..."
"With the Yin Strategy Envoy here, they likely won't cause trouble."
Everyone murmured in their hearts, and Liu Qingyang, Wu Mi, He Yu, and others tightened their faces, their brows subconsciously furrowing.
