At the very front of those hundreds of figures, two men stood shoulder to shoulder, hands clasped behind their backs as they looked down at the surrounded members of the Divine Mansion.
The man on the left was tall, with a sinister face and a powerful aura. He was Mu Ting, head of the Mu Clan!
He wore a long, ink-black robe. His hands rested behind his back, a cold smile played on his lips, and his gaze swept slowly over the Divine Mansion members below before settling on Su Wen at their head.
The man on the right was tall, with a pair of red-gold slit pupils and scorching demonic energy surging around him. He was the Profound Fire Demon God!
His gaze passed over Su Wen and locked straight onto Jiang Bei in the crowd. A savage grin curled his lips, and killing intent surged in his eyes.
"Honored guests, forgive us for not coming out to greet you. You traveled all this way from the Myriad Forms Divine Mansion without sending word ahead. We would have prepared tea and snacks."
Mu Ting let out a mocking laugh. Looking at Su Wen, he spread his arms slightly to indicate the hundreds of figures surrounding the Divine Mansion members. "Su Wen, look around. Hundreds of my Mu Clan's people have been waiting here for you for quite some time. Quite a reception, wouldn't you say?"
Zhong Ming swept his gaze over the hundreds of figures encircling them, and his expression changed drastically. "This is bad! We're surrounded!"
The others in the group also paled. Their wary gazes swept over the figures that had rushed out of the rifts in the void, and voices rang out:
"Damn it! How did these bastards know we were coming?! They even set an