Once Talcott stepped out of the main hall behind the young man, he was instantly dumbfounded.
Outside the main hall, twelve black-clad swordsmen stood, each bearing an eerie, ghostlike presence.
Surprisingly, all twelve of these individuals were at least at the Ultimate Realm Level Five or above. Some of them were even in no way inferior to him.
Given their capabilities, if the young man had come to cause trouble, he reckoned his Demon Seal Alliance headquarters would be destroyed.
In front of these twelve cultivators clad in black was a female cultivator dressed in a white silk skirt. She appeared very young, and her features were extraordinarily delicate.
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