Keith had his eyes fixed on Zhang Jue as cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

'Who is this? He's so powerful.'

Zhang Jue had been merciful. Had he mustered all of his strength, Keith would have been killed by the impact.

At the same time, Yang Jian and the generals around him were also equally stunned—they looked baffled.

Keith was a level five Martial Emperor. The man had warded off his attack easily with a protective shield. That was unbelievable.

Besides, the man looked so relaxed.

Who the hell was he?

Yang Jian reacted; his eyes riveted on Zhang Jue and his expression was extremely ugly. Finally, he said coldly, "Take that person down."

No matter who the opponent was, they should be ready to face the consequences and death if they cause trouble in his camp.

Whoosh… whoosh…

Dozens of royal guards immediately rose into the air and surrounded Zhang Jue.

Those royal guards were responsible for the safety of the palace. Hence, they were not weak. Most of them were