The voice of Xuanying sounded like a venomous snake hissing, hoarse and icy, shattering the death-like silence of the ruins.
His face, concealed within the darkness, was now fully exposed to everyone present. His sinister gaze shot toward Lin Xinghe like a poisoned arrow, and a cruel smirk curved the corners of his mouth.
"Did you really think you could easily approach the Netherworld Altar? You are nothing more than pawns in my game." Xuanying's voice was not loud, yet it carried clearly to everyone's ears, brimming with the smugness of one who controlled everything.
Chapter 122