Chang'an Palace.
"Aren't you part of the Righteous Sect? Why don't you even dare to say my name?"
Bai Liu, Su Longxiang, Zhang Zheng, Chen Yunfeng, Su Qingfeng, and over thirty Nascent Soul cultivators surrounded a woman.
Outside the circle were more than a hundred steward disciples.
Yet everyone's face was filled with fear, as though the one being surrounded was not the woman but that she was the one enclosing them all by herself.
At this moment, hearing the voice of that stunning woman, Bai Liu's throat went dry, and he rasped:
"Female Demon, don't be arrogant. Evil cannot prevail over righteousness. Today, even if it costs us our lives, we will eradicate you and uphold the Righteous Path!"
"Uphold the Righteous Path?" Qiu Zhihe coldly looked at him, and Bai Liu, captured by her gaze, quickly lowered his head.
