Tie Lingyun looked around at his surroundings, his pupils slightly contracted.
The color between heaven and earth seemed to have been forcibly stripped away by some power.
People could only watch as the figure carried a human head and settled in the hall.
The sound of fingertips lightly tapping on the chair echoed.
The sound was faint, but at this moment, it shook everyone to their core.
In an instant, the lost colors were once again filled in every corner between heaven and earth.
Tie Lingyun and Beitang Zun instinctively looked at "Third Young Master," the earlier finger strike was indeed his handiwork.
And Night Emperor's gaze also fell on "Third Young Master":
"I've long heard of the name Mad Saber, and indeed it lives up to its reputation."
"Third Young Master" silently glanced at him, then withdrew his gaze.
Tie Lingyun took a deep breath:
"Lord Night Emperor, we meet again."
Night Emperor let out a faint laugh and tossed the human head in his hand.
