Hanging on that cliff are all the people of his Nalan royal family, all the people.
Except for him and Liuyue, there are not many of them.
There are their wives, sons, brothers, sisters, parents and relatives...
Everything, everything is tied here, everything is hung on this cliff.
As soon as the Holy Priest takes action, hell awaits them.
The king of Hades Island has witnessed countless big scenes.
He has already mastered the situation of being unable to move even when Mount Tai collapses in front of him.
It was almost impossible to hold on to myself at this point.
If it weren't for the fact that he trapped them with tricks and temporarily paralyzed them with medicine.
How could the Holy Priest succeed? How could it be possible?
It's not enough that he harmed so many descendants on Hades Island.
Today, I have to kill all my own people, all the people of the Nalan tribe, so that...
Watching the floating cliff.
He is a member of the nine Nalan royal clans who are clearly in a dangerous situation, yet they are constantly yelling and cursing, and will not lower their heads even to the death.
The King of Hades Island had no expression on his face, but his whole body was already trembling.
The civil and military officials of Hades Island who rushed up behind them also took this scene in their eyes.
They all couldn't help but take a breath of air.
In all these years on Hades Island, no one from the nine tribes has ever been executed on Xingya.
But today, it was actually the royal family at the beginning, this...
"The king of Hades Island has turned his back on Hades Island. It's really shameful."
In the midst of this shock, a voice sounded coldly that sounded so sacred that one could almost hear it and worship it.
Everyone looked up.
I saw it under the golden light and shadow.
The other end of the white jade bridge.
On the white jade steps of the sacred temple, an almost spotless person wearing white robes stood facing the autumn wind.
A white jade crown is tied on top of the black hair.
He is not handsome in appearance and looks to be in his forties or fifties.
But there is an air of dust all over his body.
It's as if all the dust in the world is uncontaminated.
Except for the word "sacred" that can describe one or two of them, there is really no other language that can describe it.
A person who seems to have walked out of the sky is doing such cruel and callous things.
In this comparison, it simply feels like it has subverted everything.