Seeing this, Yang Xiao waved his hand, signaling him not to be nervous, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers. A few seconds later, a tall figure appeared behind Zhao Jingde.
Zhao Jingde couldn't help but widen his eyes, not daring to even turn his head. The terrifying pressure emitted by this person made his heart tremble with fear.
He could clearly sense that this was also a powerful expert at the half-step Nether Realm, and among them, he was considered a master, whose strength was probably on par with that of Wu Qingcang.
"Younger Brother Yang, Younger Brother Yang, listen to my explanation..." At this moment, Zhao Jingde was utterly frightened, his face ashen, his lips trembling as he tried to establish rapport with Yang Xiao.
But the next second, with another snap of Yang Xiao's fingers, the terrifying pressure behind him slowly disappeared.
