Altogether there were four figures, three men and one woman.
The only woman, Yang Yan recognized.
"Liu Piaoxu!"
She was wearing a white robe, holding a horsetail whisk in her hand.
She was from the Xuantian Divine Sect and a Tiansuan Disciple, also known as the mother of Li Wan Hua. It was rumored that she was a cultivator of the Immortal Realm.
The last time he saw her, it was just a projection of her.
Now her true form had come, and her aura was vastly different from before.
Her bearing became more ethereal, surrounded by mist, as if she were an immortal, very unique.
"Who are you, and what do you want with my husband!" Ming Yue asked coldly.
She stood there with no aura emanating from her.
Yet she gave a feeling of being able to withstand anything!
"Ming Yue, they're familiar, step aside." Yang Yan said.
At that moment, he sensed a familiar aura from Ming Yue.
This kind of aura was difficult for ordinary people to detect.
