C18 [immortal Alliance Inheritance]

Looking at the young man in front of him who looked like a god of death, the Quasi-sage quickly weighed the situation in his heart. He was only waiting for the next thought.

Run!

This person could kill dozens of Empyrean Golden Immortals in one move. Even he could sense the danger.

If he didn't run now, when would he?

The Quasi-sage turned around and ran. Without even turning his head