"Give me back the Divine Mark!"
Xiao Yi's eyes were like knives, filled with anger.
The golden hand emerged from the deep recesses of the Ancient Tombs, from one of the nine golden tombs, and based on Xiao Yi's understanding, these nine tombs undoubtedly buried beings of unimaginable and terrifying power.
It might even be possible that gods or immortals are buried within those tombs.
Yet now...
He felt no fear!
"As the Celestial General, this Ancient Tomb belongs to me. No matter how strong you were in life, now you shall heed my command as the Celestial General. I order you, return the Divine Mark to me!"
In his hand, the Qingping Sword slashed out a series of terrifying sword beams that blocked out the sun.
His aura was overwhelming.
Buzz buzz buzz!
The entire Ancient Tomb was trembling, with massive chains shaking wildly, eighty-one chains like Black Dragons connected to the hovering Red Sun, emitting thunderous noises.
