Not only Yan Zhaoge, but Su Qinghe also recognized the aura emanating from these figures in black. It was an aura far too familiar to him—the distinct presence of the Evil Shadow Hall, with whom he had already clashed several times.
"Su Qinghe, you've finally figured it out. Too bad it's far too late to realize it now!"
The man in black standing at the very front let out a cold, mocking laugh, then waved his hand. Behind him, twenty-six other figures in black simultaneously unleashed their techniques.
Chapter 202