"Truly a peerless beauty. Brother Wang, you're a lucky man!"
At that moment, more Cultivators filed in. They were all leading figures from various Sects. Of course, there were also members of the Extreme Dao Alliance, but they had been escorted in under guard.
Chi Ying and Chi Qing exchanged a look, Demonic Qi flaring from them.
"You want to fight? You're courting death!" Jii Wanli snorted. He had just taken a step forward when a figure appeared beside him. "Brother Jii, please calm yourself. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll have to offend you."
Saint Demon Mingren.
Wang Meng was powerful—perhaps even the most powerful—but no one feared him, because everyone liked him. Mingren was different. Many people both respected and feared him.
