The old fiends who had lived for over four thousand years without dying brought unparalleled, immense pressure to the Jiang Family. Half-human, half-ghost, existing in the world eternally—who could suppress them?
The atmosphere deep in the Underground Palace was suffocating. Every member of the Jiang Family wore a heavy expression, nervously watching the terrifying figures outside.
Thirteen Saint Master Level figures retreated to one side. Their expressions were indifferent, their presence as profound and unfathomable as an abyss. They were Heroic Lords of their domains, unafraid even when facing three terrifying undead.
Three old fiends stepped forward, occasional wisps of black mist emanating from their bodies. The strong death aura made one's heart palpitate, and the stench was nauseating.
"SNAP!"
