There was a hint of viciousness in the eyes of the two Godly Kings, but behind it, there was a touch of fear.
As for Simon Ingram, who stood beside them, he was not as optimistic as them.
Although he also felt that the two Godly Kings were right, he still felt uneasy in his heart.
He had been too afraid of the Leader of Cloud Sect for too many years, which had become a psychological shadow.
In the dead river, Ken Middleton was struggling to move forward, and every step he took, there would be white mist rising.
"To force one's way across the dead river is unheard of." Simon Ingram said softly.
The three men watched quietly as Ken Middleton crossed the dead river.
In a short while, more and more people gathered around.
They all seemed to be shocked by the scene before them.
Black-robed men were already lined up along the shores of the dead river, but Ken Middleton still showed no fear.