"What can you do?"
Xiao Yi looked up at the group of Yin and Yang Judges whose faces had turned as ugly as pig livers, and asked calmly.
This group of Yin and Yang Judges were merely at the Kingly level.
In his eyes, everyone below the Saint Emperor was nothing but ants.
The Judges wore gloomy expressions.
They had never imagined Xiao Yi would dare to obliterate all the Impermanence right in front of them. After all, these dozens of Impermanence were the last remaining of the Hall of Death!
Now, all of them were annihilated by Xiao Yi.
It meant that when the Hall of Death reclaimed the Qingtian Realm, everything would have to be handled personally by them.
The Judges pondered this.
They still didn't feel that Xiao Yi's strength was particularly terrifying. In their view, even the Qingtian Realm ten thousand years ago was far from being their match.
Let alone...
That battle back then nearly ruined the Qingtian Realm.
