Yuwen Su emerged from layer upon layer of void, clad in Black Nether Armor.
Black qi coiled around him, and his gaze was solemn and profound.
He looked as though he faced a formidable enemy.
In truth, Yuwen Su could not be blamed for this.
Originally, he had not been worried in the slightest.
No one knew better than he did how airtight Destiny Pavilion's defenses were.
Chu Xingyun stood in the open, while the Yin Yang Nine Masses lurked in the shadows.
One in the light, one in the dark—both were peerless powerhouses.
There was simply no fear that anyone could destroy this place.
He had come only as a precaution.
Yet the moment he arrived, he witnessed this scene.
Chu Xingyun and the Yin Yang Nine Masses had all been slain before his eyes.
Even he himself had only intended to hide in the shadows, yet he had been discovered as well.
Yuwen Su had not planned to show himself.
After all, he knew his own limits.
Even the Yin Yang Nine Masses had been killed.
With his strength, he would not have stood a chance even against the Yin Yang Nine Masses.
But now that Xu Zimo had directly called him out and exposed him,
he had no choice but to come out.
"Just what kind of existence are you, Senior?"
"Are you also a member of the Embers Organization?"
Yuwen Su forced himself to ask.
This was also the question that had left him utterly baffled.
If the Embers Organization truly had a powerhouse of this level,
then what the hell was there left to fight for?
They could have simply crushed their way over openly, and no one would have been able to stop them.
Why sneak about like thieves and rely on destroying Destiny