Inside the golden palace, Ling Xian's white robe had been completely dyed in blood as his black hair softly tussled in the wind. Like a demon, he exuded shuddering amount of killer's intent that pulled everyone in hell and agonized them.
The spirit that seeped out of him especially, made everyone tremble with fear and stricken with terror.
This was obvious from the ways everyone reacted. All gazes were focused on Ling Xian. They were of shock and fear. Some people were shivering.
Logically speaking, they were their own Clan's favorites and had witnessed battles of various scales and therefore, they should not be so scared. The scenery before them however, was far too shocking. Even with their hardened mentality, they felt fearful.
Since Ling Xian had shown up and since the rooms had disappeared, it meant the different foreign kinds had fallen. On top of that, there were corpses lying all around the ground. This alone was enough to prove the unimaginable reality.