C517 He Was a Devil!

The Greystone Plaza was very large. The disciples of the Immortal Sect were all sitting cross-legged with longswords on their backs. They were like a sea of people.

At the front of the plaza, the entirety of Zopyrus's Ancestral Power was sealed by the cold aura of the Wraith. He trembled and his eyes were about to split open as he stared at the white hair Zopyrus beside him