Boom!
Kunlun Saint Son!
Hearing this identity, Ximen Yehu's head spun as if someone had smacked him with a hammer; "Wh-what, Elder Nine, are you sure you're not mistaken? He, he is the Kunlun Saint Son?"
Demons' Hall Elder Nine examined the token closely, growing more terrified by the second, his face turning ashen; "This material, this craftsmanship, absolutely genuine!"
Hiss!
Ximen Yehu took a sharp intake of breath!
He suddenly realized why Ye Wudao looked down on the Ximen clan!
The man was none other than the lofty Kunlun Saint Son!
High status and power!
Not just the Ximen clan but even the four Emperor-level clans had to treat him with great respect, daring not to slight him in the slightest!
"Hey, 'friends' from the Demonic Sect, have you finished verifying? Are you planning to exchange my head for money, or are you preparing to flee?" Ye Wudao said, arms crossed, wearing a faint smile.
