บท 903: The Blood Clothing Sect

In the vast void, a large team was moving forward slowly.

This team was made up almost entirely of people wearing fearsome scarlet armor. There were about a hundred of them.

Among these people were dozens of young men and women.

"Move faster!"

"Aha! Faster now!"

"Crack! Crack!"

The whips slashed heavily. The leader of the men in scarlet armor was a bald man. He had a savage look, and held a serpent-like whip in his hand.

"Father."

"Little Wei!"

Crying and murmuring could be heard from the young people.

Among the crowd.

There was a young man in a shabby cloth made of animal fur. He had a dirty face and was holding a little girl in his arms. He may have been young, but his aura indicated that he had clearly reached the level of Divine Realm expert.

The Eternal World provided the perfect environment for cultivation. That is why there were countless geniuses, and this young man was one of them.

"Xiao Yin."