"Young brat, what did you say?"
"You dare insult the Dark Church? I think you're tired of living!"
"You ignorant fool who knows neither the height of heaven nor the depth of earth!"
"Our master is not someone a small fry like you can insult. Today, we'll start with you!"
Hearing the voices from the sky, Shen Xiu merely shrugged indifferently.
"Who is your master? I'd like to meet him." Shen Xiu's voice carried a hint of amusement.
"Heh heh, heh heh, what nerve!"
"Today, this old woman will teach you, you arrogant fool, a lesson on our master's behalf!"
Ferocity flickered in the eyes of the two black-robed old women.
"You bunch of idiots, I'm a Saint Emperor expert. You two mere five-star Martial Kings dare attack me?" A trace of anger rose in Shen Xiu's eyes as well.
"Sorry, Brother Shen Xiu. These people seem to have been instructed by someone, so we cannot blame them." At that moment, an aged voice arose in everyone's minds.
When that voice rang out, the expressions of the two black-robed old women changed abruptly. A trace of apprehension flashed through their eyes, and they hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Master!"
"Mm."
A hoarse, sinister voice echoed in the minds of Shen Xiu and the two black-robed old women, making them both shudder all over.
Shen Xiu raised his head and looked toward the sky.
An old man floated in midair. Dressed in a white robe, he looked exceedingly strange, like a mass of white mist, and even his figure could not be seen clearly.
An ancient pattern lay upon his chest, and at the very center of that ancient pattern was the character "Dark."
Shen Xiu frowned slightly and muttered, "I never expected him to be a Saint Emperor expert."
Shen Xiu had