Defeat!

The person had green robes and black hair. He stood with his hands behind his back and his left eye was pitch-black like a bottomless black hole, glaring coldly at the surrounding cultivators.

Xue Wen's expression changed starkly when he saw that person!

"Su Zhu!"

Those two words were blurted out.

The moment he said that, the surroundings were in an uproar!

Initially, the group of Perfected Spirit experts who wanted to advance took a few steps back instinctively and panicked, looking at the green-robed cultivator not far away with wary expressions.

Earlier on, they merely heard his name twice. But now, everyone was looking at him in the flesh!

"You guys wanted to kill me earlier on?"

Su Zimo's gaze was like lightning as he surveyed his surroundings.

Many Perfected Spirit experts were intimidated by his aura and no one dared to meet his gaze. They were weak and averted their eyes one after another.