C281 The Pressure of the Rank Nine Martial Svereign
"Fascinating, truly fascinating," the black-robed general mused as he observed Ye Xiaoyun, then turned his attention to the other two. A sharp glint suddenly flashed in his eyes!
In a flash, an oppressive force radiated outward—the formidable aura of a Rank Three Martial Sovereign!
Ye Xiaoyun was aware that the black-robed general was putting them to the test