C115 The World Was Divided.

When Hongjun's gaze landed on them, it was as heavy as a thousand kilograms. It made Dijiang and the others subconsciously stop breathing. In the blink of an eye, they reacted, and the flames of anger rushed straight to their heads.

"Old man Hongjun, move aside, or don't blame us for being rude!"

Hongjun's gaze became even more indifferent as he looked over.

"Twelve Ancestral Witchs