"The Moon Worship Imperial Clan was once invincible under heaven, but now... forget it!"
Ge looked at them, shook her head, and said, "Don't ask anything. I just have a strange feeling. There's no reason for it, and I can't give you any explanation."
Baiyue Xing'er felt rather awkward.
She was the sovereign of the Moon Worship Dynasty. When had anyone ever dared speak to her like that?
Especially that line: the Moon Worship Dynasty now... forget it!
What did that mean?
We're the Moon Worship Dynasty, for heaven's sake!
A supreme existence with nearly twenty Eternal Experts, for heaven's sake!
How could you look down on us like this?
Before Baiyue Xing'er's thoughts had lingered for long, before she could even decide whether to ask, the space before them tore open once more.
Figures emerged from within.
Walking at the front was a youth who looked only fifteen or sixteen. He stood barely over one and a half meters tall, yet held a two-meter-long spear in his hand, making for a particularly strange sight.
Behind the youth stood eighteen broad-backed, burly men. Each held a spear, carried a great saber on his back, wore a short sword at his waist, and had two daggers tucked at his right hip.
A careful look would reveal that many of the armor plates hanging from the hems of their battle armor were clearly hidden weapons such as throwing knives.
Every one of them wore an expression as cold as ice.
What truly made Baiyue Xing'er afraid was that every one of the Eighteen Heavenly Capital Guards was an Eternal Realm expert. Their battle power was so tyrannical that it likely did not pale in the slightest before Xu Jiang, who had already broken through.
Baiyue Xing'er was truly terrified.
There were only