Baili An retracted the foot he had stepped forward, not yet lifting his head to look at the Immortal on the Scale Stone, but his gaze had already turned icy cold.
The trembling, agitated Corpse Pearl within his chest clearly informed him that the one who had come was none other than Golden Immortal Feng Xu of Wei Jiang Mountain.
One of the Golden Immortals who had participated in the slaughter of the corpse demon royal family and sealed the Corpse King Jiang Chen.
If not for the blood of his fifteen brothers staining this hand, how could the Corpse Pearl pulsating with such vengeful anger?
Baili An pressed his palm against his chest, forcibly suppressing the trembling of that Corpse Pearl.
Speaking of which, besides the blood feud over his fifteen brothers.
The recent blood debt over the seven sacrificed members of the Demon Alliance in the city, how should that be settled?
