In the distance, as the elder stepped from the space, the surrounding space was already completely sealed.
And when the elder arrived before the crowd, his face was full of anger.
The aged gaze first fixed on Xiao Yi, gritting his teeth, "Master of the Eight Palaces, Xiao Yi."
Such a simple six words, yet squeezed out like they were from the gaps of his teeth.
In the next second, the elder's gaze turned to those eight evil cultivators.
"Great Elder." The eight evil cultivators, all severely injured, still greeted him in terror.
"Do you dare call me that?" The elder is none other than the Great Elder of the Evil Lord Mansion, Xie Ruhai.
"Who gave you the authority to use the Holy Puppet?"
"Great Elder, please quell your anger." One evil cultivator said hastily, enduring his injuries, "This little thief Xiao Yi is our Evil Lord Mansion's great enemy."
"Since he has appeared here today, we must exert all efforts to kill him."
"But did you succeed?" Xie Ruhai roared.
