Suddenly thinking of something, Liu Jin and Han Bei shuddered in surprise.
"Hehe, aren't these the ancestors of the Han Family and the Liu Family?"
"Ha! Turns out they really are!"
"Impossible, they're like flies in a garbage heap, how could they be the ancestors of the Han and Liu Families?"
"Right, right! Old Monaster An, you must have mistaken them for someone else. They are clearly trash, how could they compare to the high and mighty ancestors of the Han and Liu Families?"
"Heh, I indeed misjudged. They are not those two supreme existences."
...with the three chilling taunts echoing.
Three High-Strength Evil Cultivators shrouded in Evil Origin strolled over.
Though suppressed by nature's spiritual energy, An Wuri and his companions could still unleash energy at the fifteenth level of Qi Cultivation.
If they wanted to kill Liu Jin and Han Bei, it would be but a blink of an eye.
But they dared not act unless instructed by Xia Liu.
Liu Jin and Han Bei remained silent.
