Qin Ye’s eyes narrowed. Hellguard… He glanced about and saw that each of the twelve envoys had two to three personal attendants with them right now, and he couldn’t even sense the extent of their Yin energy. If all were Hellguards, then… wouldn’t that mean that there were over twenty Hellguards present right now?

What depth of forces…

“General Dao Hai, under the command of the Lord of Hanyang. Kid… be careful.” He chuckled softly, and Zhao Seven immediately drew a deep breath and steadied his stance. But before Zhao Seven could do anything else, a gust of Yin energy immediately shot out of Dao Hai’s body, transforming into a withered and thin palm and slamming squarely against the armor with a resounding crash!

“Ungh!” Zhao Seven let out a muffled grunt. And then… under the watchful gaze of every member of the audience, he was only struck back a distance of no more than five meters!

A Soul Hunter had borne the brunt of a Hellguard’s powerful strike, and then lived to tell the tale!

Seriously…

This armor can seriously withstand the attacks of a Hellguard?!

The truth of the matter was simply unbelievable. However, this was only the tip of the iceberg.

“Blight vermin?!" General Dao Hao retreated several meters as he stared at Zhao Seven with a shrill voice, “This is… this is the blight vermin?! You’ve made armor out of the blight vermin carapace?!”

The twelve envoys...