Outside Wuyou City.
An old man dressed in a red robe, his hair completely white, stared at the bustling crowd on the street, a glint of greed flashing in his scarlet eyes.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, every cell in his body transmitting an intense and extreme desire!
"Such dense vitality. If this city were to be blood sacrificed, my god would surely be pleased."
The old man gulped, unable to hold back his saliva.
"Don't act recklessly. Don't forget our mission this time."
"This Wuyou City is not simple; Zheng Fan's disappearance is suspected to be related to this city."
"To be able to instantly wipe out a Bright Moon Strong Person and prevent them from transmitting any information means that this city must have a Tier Five Sun Tyrant overseeing it!"
Beside the old man, a middle-aged man in a similarly red robe whispered a reminder.
If the Jiang City Lord were still alive, he would definitely recognize them at a glance.
