บท 435: The Human Prodigies Are Just So-So

In the lonely starry sky, dozens of creatures with powerful auras stood side by side. Murderous intent radiated from them in waves, not to be underestimated. 

"Just you few are not enough," Mu Qingxue said coldly, her exquisite face filled with endless iciness as she glanced at the crowd. 

At that moment, she spread out her divine sense, sweeping through the void around her in hopes of finding an escape route. However, her thoughts were immediately seen through.

"Oh? Is that so?" spoke one of the men mockingly. "If we're not enough, why do you still want to escape?" 

This was an extremely formidable being. His vertical pupils and rich purple irises appeared demonic. Dressed in a long Qilin robe with a golden crown atop his head, he had a heroic bearing. Though not yet a saint, he was clearly close, evident in his saint-like aura.