The Great Terror Of The Chu Family

The illusory figure gradually solidified and turned into a white-haired old man.

As the old man appeared, a gloomy and cold aura filled the surroundings.

A member of the Netherworld race!

"He disappeared here? Did the possession fail?"

"Will our clan be exposed because of this?"

"This Daoyuan is about to end. We can't wait any longer. Our race must seize this opportunity and start anew from the Southern Region."

The white-haired old man opened and closed his mouth, emitting some strange sound waves. Not long after, figures started appearing.

"Grand Elder!"

A group of Netherworld race members gathered behind the white-haired old man. There were only more than a hundred people.

There were men, women, and children, and their levels of strength varied.

The white-haired old man was the strongest.

His aura indicated that he was at the peak of the Heaven realm, and only half a step away from the Divine realm.