On the street, a cold wind suddenly sprang up.
The man in the black robe, who called himself the Godly Lord, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of contempt.
He had a gloomy expression with a vertical blood-red mark between his brows. Faint black mist swirled around him. Although his cultivation was only at the peak Martial Spirit Realm, he gave off an extremely dangerous aura.
Chapter 97