"Shh"
The female Half-Ancestor of the Eight Heavens suddenly dazzled on the main street, her body enshrouded in a layer of silver battle armor, metallic gloss shining, exuding a heroic spirit.
At the same time, from different directions, seven people appeared again and slowly walked towards this place. Each of them was a powerhouse, all having reached the Half-Ancestor Realm, each wearing Divine Iron Battle Clothes, emitting a chilling gleam.
"Damn it, are these guys coming for us?" Sha Polang became a bit restless.
"No." Xiao Chen shook his head, sitting at the tavern, quietly watching everything on the street, and muttered to himself, "It seems they have big moves planned."
At the same moment, a tall figure silently appeared on the opposite street, bursting with heroic vigor and grandeur, it was the grandson of the Otherworldly Ancestral God Li Huiyou, also a Half-Ancestor of the Eight Heavens, his iron clothes shimmering with cold light.
