The three of them stood in mid-air, their aura clearly in the Yin Realm, yet slightly weaker compared to Celsius.
Ren Feng stood in the air, gazing at the three, his eyes slightly narrowed.
People from the Realm of Gods?
Unexpectedly, before he could confront them, they had come to him voluntarily.
If the organization was the mastermind behind this incident, then the Realm of Gods was the one pushing Wind God Hall to the brink of despair!
The organization's influence couldn't penetrate Europe at all; it was ultimately a command from the Realm of Gods that drove those European forces mad, and reduced the thousands-strong Wind God Hall to merely a few hundred now.
A cold murderous intent flashed through Ren Feng's heart, as he calmly observed the trio.
"We are emissaries from the Realm of Gods." One of them spoke calmly, "You cannot kill Sesel."
"Why?" Ren Feng's tone was calm.
