Ji Yuan was now staring coldly at the Death God Mingwang. Without a doubt, he knew that the Death God Mingwang was here to take away his life.
But luckily, he had just made a new 'Brother' out of Hua Yingxiong. With more than twenty top cultivators supporting him, he felt a little confident now.
He was even thinking; with hundreds of cultivators that are here, possibly even thousands in the vicinity, if you dare to display your desolate might then you're dead meat.
Cultivators with the desolate profound force are an enemy to all the cultivators in the Celestial Realm. At least, according to most accounts since cultivators with the desolate profound force are rarely encountered.
"Qianfeng, Sisi. I need your support. The rest of you step back." Ji Yuan said solemnly.
Ling Feiyue said unhappily. "I can also help…"
"No but!" Ji Yuan raised his voice to say firmly.