"Who dares to lay a hand on my woman!"
This voice was like thunder roaring from the void, transmitted from deep within and reverberating across the sky above Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain.
The moment this figure appeared...
Every single strong practitioner within Baiyu was struck with a shiver, their faces showing expressions that were nothing short of disbelief.
To the powerful figures of Baiyu, this voice was far too familiar. After all, over the past ten days, it had haunted them like a nightmare.
It made them tremble in fear, a voice capable of silencing crying children at night!
The lingering stench of blood atop Baiyu Capital Holy Mountain was a gift left behind by none other than the owner of this voice!
"This... this sounds like the voice of that demon, Xiao Yi!"
"Impossible! Wasn't he imprisoned by the Holy Lord in the Endless Ice Prison? How could he have returned?"
