Beside Yi Bo Yuntian, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Demon Sect immediately asked those around them, their eyes sweeping across the scene, yet no one responded.
Obviously, among the extraordinary figures at the level of Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Demonic Dao Sects, none recognized that silhouette, at least based on the unfamiliar face.
Upon these words, even Yi Bo Yuntian's expression changed slightly, but it was merely a tiny ripple on the calm surface of a lake, disappearing instantly without a trace.
Just as everyone was left without an answer, at a certain moment.
"Holy Son Yuntian."
A very inconspicuous 'small fry' of the Demonic Dao Sect below the group of extraordinary figures suddenly spoke, timidly raising his hand to indicate he had something to say.
