Before his voice died away, a figure flashed across the roof of the castle. In the next second, a middle-aged man and two young men in his thirties were standing on the moat. The middle-aged man looked at the people under the wall with a smile on his face. He was at least 1.9,meters tall, and the two young men were slightly shorter. They stood about two meters away from the middle-aged man without any expression. They were like two stone pillars. Their eyes were expressionless and their faces were cold. The killing intent that was emitted from their bodies made Wu Tian uncomfortable.
Wu Tian realized that this was the legendary master of the Devil Cult, Xie Cheng. He was secretly shocked. It was reasonable that Xie Cheng had such power, but he didn't expect that the two guards around him
