The war begins

In the eyes of the Dark Temple's Palace Master, everyone from the Northern Desolate Alliance seemed to be courting death.

Hearing the words of the Dark Temple's Palace Master, the faces of the Northern Desolate Alliance members displayed a hint of horror.

Ye Li's face showed no fluctuations; he calmly smiled.

"Are you the Palace Master of the Dark Temple?"

Ye Li slowly addressed the Palace Master.

The Palace Master was taken aback; naturally, he did not expect Ye Li to speak at this time.

"Human, do you really think it's your place to speak at this moment?"

"I think so."

Ye Li's face was calm and serene.

Upon hearing this, the Palace Master's expression involuntarily turned cold.

"Human, do you realize when you utter these words, your fate will be worse than everyone else's?"

"I don't know."

Ye Li shook his head.

Above the head of the Dark Temple's Palace Master, a thousand feet of rage burst forth as he furiously glared at Ye Li.

"Human, you are seeking death!"