a ray of light came out of Beiyi's hand. Under the gaze of all the people, Lin Jingfeng's head, which still has big eyes, and the headless corpse were assimilated into flying ash.

"are you Qitian?"

as the Lord of the hall of Yiluo, he was familiar with Qitian no matter from the tuyere of Linjing or from lengxin, but it was the first time that he saw it with his own eyes.

"exactly!"

Qi Tian replied indifferently that he was able to determine the identity of this person, whether from the reactions of people around him or from the perception of power.

"I've heard a lot about fame, but...