Nan Fusheng knew Elizabeth's past achievements inside and out through parasitizing her.
She was beautiful, sure, but those fangs were bad for the family line!
Besides, Xu Xiaoyan was still at home. Even if he really wanted to find someone, Xu Xiaoyan should be his first choice. At least she would not be like Elizabeth, with fangs that were bad for the family line.
"Boring." Seeing that Nan Fusheng remained unmoved, Elizabeth muttered and pushed open the door to leave.
No one asked what she had come to see in this empty room. Even if anyone had noticed, Fate's Fooling would make them subconsciously forget all about it.
After leaving the room, Elizabeth's expression turned cold again. She put on a hood to conceal her appearance and headed down toward the hotel basement.
Beneath the hotel, the place had long since been hollowed out.
The silent chamber was extremely spacious. Its domed ceiling curved outward into the surrounding walls, which were covered in vast swaths of Magic Patterns.
The entire chamber was thirty meters high and more than fifty meters across. At its center, twelve people sat cross-legged on the floor in a circle, quietly chanting something under their breaths.
Soul Rings rose around all twelve of them. Anyone who saw them would be shocked to discover that each one possessed eight Soul Rings.
Eight-Ring Soul Douluos stood at the peak of the Spirit Master world. Yet so many Soul Douluos had gathered here for just one purpose.
The Magic Patterns beneath the twelve cross-legged Soul Douluos were even more complex. More terrifyingly, streams of blood flowed around those patterns. The blood ran through grooves carved into the ground, constantly shifting within them.
More than a hundred people stood around the outer edge of the chamber. All wore black