A black robe hung down from the black-purple sandalwood chair. A gust of wind sneaked in from outside the hall, and the robe swayed gently. The nine-petal golden red spider lily seemed to open up in the colorful flow. Long silver hair formed a strong visual impact with his black robe, making a person like him look like an Asura who had come from hell to harvest human lives with the Grim Reaper's sickle.
His eyes suddenly widened. Outside the hall, someone scrambled in and knelt in front of him. He did not dare to look up at this person at all. He only said with a trembling voice, "City Lord, at the edge of the endless desert, two people are fighting in the array."
The fluctuations of the array formation caused alarm bells to ring in the entire Yan City. Many people shot out of the palaces and houses and flew towards the periphery of Yan City.