Malice has yet to warm the seat before being rudely demanded to leave by Jue Xian’er.

As an evil cultivator, he had never been afraid of anyone and wouldn’t tolerate such disrespect.

“What do you want?” He unsheathed his weapon and turned the sky dark with his evil energy.

“Rumble!” The dark maelstrom became larger and devoured the sky above them.

“What a dreadful aura.” The big shots trembled after seeing t...