Faced with this sudden upheaval, atop the black clouds, many Spirit Devouring Clan experts felt their hearts jolt.
Even if they had never seen this person before, the terrifying pressure he released was not at all inferior to Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint's.
The two were at least existences on the same level. Even a Spirit Devouring Clan member at the Dou Venerate level could see that.
Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint no longer made a move to stop him. Instead, he lifted his palm and kept Li Sheng Zhe from falling.
"Looks like there really aren't many people left in the Hun Clan, for you to free your hands so quickly."
Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint did not feel the slightest trouble because of Zhuo Kun's arrival. Those pitch-black eyes were as calm as an ancient well, as if even this Nine Star Dou Sheng before him was merely an obstacle he could step over at any time.
"Gu Yuan will deal with the Hun Clan. In the end, since Hun Tiandi is already dead, I can't be bothered with that damn Hun Clan."
Zhuo Kun said disdainfully. Then he hurriedly turned to look at Zi Yan, his eyes full of heartache, and said, "Good daughter, are you all right? Daddy came late, daddy came late. Did that bastard hurt you? Huh?"
"Don't panic. Daddy will protect you. I promise there won't be a single good patch of flesh left on that bastard. I'll vent your anger for you! Huh—?"
Zhuo Kun could not be bothered to talk with this bunch of disgusting, filthy things before him. In all the world, naturally no one was more important than his daughter.
When the somewhat dusty and disheveled Zi Yan saw Zhuo Kun, she was actually a little surprised.
The emotions of that moment