The crowd turned toward the sound.
They saw.
The crowd parted like a tide.
A young man in blue, sword on his back, walked slowly forward. In an instant, countless eyes focused on him.
"You're crazy!" someone whispered fiercely, "Daring to meddle with the Celestial God Sect's affairs?"
Don't you see what kind of occasion this is?
The entire Yun Ding City is under control, more than seventy Celestial Saints are hanging on the walls, and among so many people present, nobody dares to intervene, yet a young, green, inexperienced boy like you stands up.
With the Celestial God Sect's callous nature, slaughtering the entire Yun Ding City would be just a matter of a thought.
Qin Wentian felt this voice was extremely familiar, and with difficulty, he lifted his head to look ahead. When he saw the slowly approaching figure, his body trembled, and his eyes widened!
His eyes filled with an expression of disbelief!
The person coming.
Was none other than Ye Qingchen.
