“What do we do now?”

A Quasi-Emperor spoke, his voice shivering.

All who reached the Quasi-Emperor Rank were prodigies who possessed formidable mental fortitude. Yet, fear gripped the heart of this Quasi-Emperor.

Everyone looked at the Martial Reverend, Thea, and James.

“Hee hee hee…”

A peal of strange laughter boomed. Then, an elderly man in a black robe flew out of the main hall. Behind him were twelve masked powerful figures in black robes.

Upon seeing the elderly man, Thea’s eyes wide