Tokyo, 9 PM, Haneda Airport.
When You Jiu left the airplane, bringing a group of Huanghe Cultivators by limousine to the VIP channel, he sensed an intense killing intent rushing toward him the moment he stepped out of the vehicle!
You Jiu snorted coldly, exhaled a wisp of blood-red turbid air, and unleashed a killing intent that seemed like the descent of Ghost Gods or the firing of a Planet-Destroying Cannon. Everyone standing in the hallway winced simultaneously. The rabbit-toothed man in black, who had the sharpest burst of mental fluctuations, even had blood streaming from his nostrils. He looked at You Jiu with a mixture of shock and rage.
Only then did the Huanghe Cultivators following behind You Jiu realize that there had already been a covert clash between the high-tier cultivators of various countries. It was clear that their own Two Thousand Five Hundred Li had overcome the combined sneak attacks of the other high-tier cultivators!
