They, a group of eight, headed towards the side hall.
"Big brother, these creatures are so strong and so strange, do we really have to risk our lives to stop them and protect the safety of the King and his family?" said the young man in the blue robe, walking forward while asking.
The creatures were powerful, not to mention that there might be devils in disguise infiltrating the Imperial Palace.
If they forcefully protected the King and his children, they could also be in danger.
But who were they?
They were cultivators, martial artists, and even members of the Royal Heir of the Primordial Sacred Dynasty.
*For other martial artists, cultivators sacrificed their lives and treasures to protect them.*
*They asked themselves honestly, their virtues were not that noble!*
"Yes, big brother, what are our identities, our status?
*And what are theirs?*
*Compared to us, they are just a bunch of lowly commoners.*
