The five corpses before my eyes were indeed the Void Tyrants, and Elder Lee was naturally aware of their notoriety. With his strength, facing these five together, he might not be able to kill them with certainty.
The Void Tyrants roamed freely in the Sea of Voids, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, careful not to offend the high-level figures in the realm of life and death.
To the average martial artist at the life and death realm, they would still be no match, and trying to kill them would be perilously dangerous.
They could be said to be extremely troublesome characters; he had not anticipated that someone would kill them today.
Elder Lee took a careful look at Chu Fengmian and Bai Xuan. A hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.
Two ninth-level Divine Power martial artists could actually take down the Void Tyrants, which was indeed surprising.
Chu Fengmian did not pay any attention to Elder Lee's probing; his strength was not something that Elder Lee could discern.
