C1167 Please Don't Disturb Me!

"The Nine-Colored Divine Flame Clan? What brings them here?"

At Hanging Mountain, before a grand hall, a Profound Sect elder's face was etched with shock, his mind reeling with tumultuous thoughts.

"It's unclear, but their intentions are certainly not benevolent."

Beside him stood Xuan Tianyang, his face dark with foreboding, looking utterly dismayed