C483 Who Decides

A gust of night wind blew by, causing one's face to hurt painfully. It was as though there were countless small nails in the wind, trying their best to drill into one's skin.

The moment the wind stopped, three figures appeared in front of Shen Jianxin and the rest.

Seeing these three ghost-like figures, whether it was the Crow Divinity Tribe, the Third Elder Xi Clan, or even Diao Wenhai