As a group of geniuses were climbing the Immortal Black Mountain.
In Jue Fang's villa.
Zhou Yu had been waiting for two hours.
During these two hours, Zhou Yu didn't leak a single breath of his aura, while Jue Fang beside him seemed like he was sitting on pins and needles.
At that moment.
Suddenly, a cold aura descended without any warning.
In an instant, Jue Fang's body trembled, and then he immediately stood up.
On the terrace, a shadow suddenly appeared.
The shadow seemed to blend into the night, but also stood out unusually within it.
The whole figure looked sinister, sending a chill down one's spine.
Seeing the shadow, Jue Fang blanched and bowed:
"Mr. Feng...Feng!"
The shadow was none other than Feng Beijin, who had planted the Desolate Yuan Seal in Jue Fang.
Feng Beijin looked at Jue Fang coldly.
"Jue Fang, why do you look so flustered?"
Jue Fang's eyes twitched, and then he subconsciously glanced at Zhou Yu beside him.
