The Divine Tomb treating the Demonblood Clan well was like repeatedly slapping the Xuanting Imperial Clan across the face. Thus, the Xuanting Imperial Clan's side fell utterly silent, nearly all the ghosts and gods staring coldly at the black-haired, white-robed youth who had stepped onto the stage!
One side was icy; the other explosive!
The simmering fury between Xuanting and the Divine Tomb at this Desolate Banquet, because of Yan Chiying's appearance, instantly blazed to its peak, nearly reaching the level of conflict when Li Tianming had faced Xingxuan Wuji, Shen Xie, and the others.
After the silence, curses began to ring out continuously from the various Xuanting clans.
"What does this mean? They've even dragged in their fourth seat. Xingxuan Yao is obviously trying to bully people, isn't she?"
"An Ning was only a first-rank Mandate not long ago. Even if she's skyrocketed now, she still can't take on these two!"
"These two clearly want to force Weiyang up too, then wipe out Divine Chicken's work in one fell swoop!"
"Do they think this alone can restore the face they lost when their Divine Tomb Ancient Banquet suffered such a crushing defeat?"
"Shameless!"
The two sides cursed one another, and the atmosphere immediately became explosively heated. Many young disciples stood up directly, furious beyond measure. With the battlefield as the dividing line, the young people on both sides were like fire and water!
Just as the various Xuanting clans were filled with worry, afraid that Weiyang would also go up, they never expected that in the blink of an eye, a white-haired youth in black armor would appear beside General An Ning's graceful figure, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.
The two wore Xuanting military armor. One was a Xuan General, the other a Xuan General's advisor. One was