We Are The Kings! Overseas Races Surrender (2)

"People from other nations? What are they here for? Surrendering to us?"

The nonchalant voice was filled with gentleness.

About sixty people stood in the air while the old man in the middle did not flare. He continued to overlook the group of cultivators from Gautama Denomination and India without any expression.

The experts within Gautama Denomination and the Indian cultivators revealed slight embarrassment on their faces when they heard the old man's otherworldly words.

All of them stared at the group of people who walked from a space crack in the sky with vigilance. None of them dared to speak.

The Martial Artists of the Underworld below fixed their eyes on the Immortals that stalked out of the Immortal Realm in the air with astonishment.

The old man who was known as Elder Hua did not mind their silence. Slowly, he looked down and spotted the group of Martial Artists of the Underworld standing on one of the peaks.