Directly crushed to death

Kunlun Ruins, next to the black lake.
Farrell Almond looked at the ten figures slowly emerging in the reception formation, with no expression on his face.
On the contrary, Han Yitian, who was standing aside, looked excited but nervous, and whispered, "Farrell Almond, are you sure?"
He had asked this question a hundred times, and Farrell Almond was too lazy to continue paying attention to him.
It is no wonder that Han Yitian is nervous. It is because the geniuses of these sects have...