C466 Misty Island

At this moment, Yin Jue was seated cross-legged on top of eighth brother's head without moving at all. A ball of slowly moving black mist wrapped around him, causing him to directly face the sunlight without a shadow behind him.

Eighth brother and the rest's words were heard by him without missing a single word. Right now, he could roughly guess that the Huang Family must be the same as him