The newcomer wore black robes, an iron crown, and a Dao sword on his back. Whenever his eyes swept about, they glinted with a sharp, intimidating aura.
As he entered the great hall, a terrifyingly keen and murderous presence surged outward.
A flicker of surprise appeared in Old Butcher's eyes. What a fierce sword Dao aura!
When they saw the newcomer's face clearly, Ye Zishan, the Ink Dress Girl, and the other members of the Ghost Snake Race's main branch all grew excited.
"Greetings, Supreme Second Elder!"
Everyone stepped forward to pay their respects.
The man in black robes and an iron crown, with a sword on his back, was none other than Ye Qinghe, the Ghost Snake Race's Supreme Second Elder!
An Old Guy of the Profound Darkness Realm who had been in seclusion for years!
More importantly, Ye Qinghe was an old generation figure of the Ghost Snake Race's main branch!
His arrival made Ye Zishan, the Ink Dress Girl, and the others feel as though they had found their pillar of support.
In contrast, the old men of the Ghost Snake Race's branch lines all hung their heads, looking thoroughly uncomfortable.
Ye Qinghe's gaze flashed like lightning as he surveyed the great hall.
But when he saw the scene within, his brows could not help but knit together.
It was utter chaos!
Ye Donghe was suppressed on the ground, Jiang Yingliu was injured, and Xiang Tian sat collapsed to one side. Beyond that, the floor was covered in wreckage and blood.
The Auspicious Cloud Pavilion Owner and an unfamiliar blue-robed youth of the Spirit Wheel Realm stood in the middle of the hall.
He even saw that his Senior Brother, Yue Shi, was unexpectedly present as well!
All of this left Ye Qinghe deeply perplexed.
"Can someone