"They're people from Beimo Palace!"
Zi Qianjing's eyes darkened, and a cold aura emanated from him, his handsome yet lazy face becoming even more indifferent.
"Moreover, most of them are Supreme! Since when did Beimo Palace have so many in the Supreme Realm?"
What surprised Zi Qianjing even more was that these people exchanged their lifespans or other things for strength…
"Haha!"
Inside the Beimo Palace, a wild laughter rang out.
"Are these people the enemies of our Demon Lord? I think they're nothing special. Even among the Supreme, there are only a few, not enough to be feared!"
Boom!
As the words fell, a towering aura surged from the person's body, roaring towards the ground, instantly leveling the buildings to the ground, smoke and dust rising, accompanied by that sharp laughter running rampant…
"Is that so?"
Suddenly, a playful voice came from behind: "Looks like we're not too late to return..."
