A golden, shimmering staff fell from the sky!
"Boom..."
The ancient gates of the Sun Palace, under this single blow, were as fragile as a layer of window paper, instantly shattered to pieces.
The surrounding area was lined with streets, which were mostly inhabited by followers of the Sun Palace.
"Dragon Protector Su Hang from the Hua Nation has come to pay respects. You damned demon slave scum, release all the people you're using as cultivation tools right now or I will ensure not a single creature in your Sun Palace is spared," bellowed Su Hang, his voice striking like thunder, reaching far and wide.
In a large hotel not far away, Mist Shadow Superior suddenly stood up, looked out the window toward the Sun Palace, and saw Su Hang striding through the sky.