Ye Wudao saw the state of affairs and nodded slightly before his gaze swiftly turned to the city gate of Ye Cheng, suddenly furrowing his brows.
The gate was engraved with ancient arrays, emitting a reddish-gold light, looking quite extraordinary!
"Clan Leader Wudao, I'll break this damned gate for you and capture the traitor Ye Tianba!" declared a Second-Rank Pseudo-Saint expert, who stood up, rubbed his hands together eagerly, and moved before the city gate. With a loud shout, he threw a punch towards it.
Bang!
A muffled sound came through; the city gate didn't budge an inch. Then, the array on it suddenly activated, reflecting back a beam of reddish-gold light that shot towards the Second-Rank Pseudo-Saint.
"Pfft!" The Second-Rank Pseudo-Saint spat out blood and died on the spot.
The crowd was struck with horror!
"Holy shit, what kind of formation is this!"
"It's terrifying!"
Ye Wudao also furrowed his brows.
