In the early morning, the Imperial Union and the Wan True Union arrived at the encampment of Xueling Union to begin the punitive expedition. In addition, almost a thousand other disciples also came to observe the battle.
The eighth prince was standing in midair. Clad in a royal robe, he looked like an absolute tyrant who seemed all prepared to dominate the entire world. Right now, he was looking indifferently towards the members of Xueling Union. In his opinion, these people were actually rebels and he must either tame them or eradicate them.
Wan Cheng Yao was standing at his side and looked even more vicious as if he was not looking at humans but ants.
"Ye Xiwen, come out to die." The eighth prince coldly said and glanced towards the crowd of experts that had come to observe, as if to recognize Ye Xiwen's face.
At this time, Wan Cheng Yao said: "Let's begin. If he doesn't want to come out, we will compel him to come out!"
"Attack!"