Everyone was filled with doubt. Could the Sixth Layer truly be some immortal paradise?
Otherwise, how had these Shadowfang Poison Crocodile Clan experts all become so fired up, their strength suddenly increasing by so much?
Everyone was immensely puzzled, unable to understand how this had happened!
Meanwhile, within that cocoon of spiritual energy, it continued absorbing the Demonic Qi and spiritual energy, seemingly unchanged by the Crocodile Crown Prince's arrival.
Although the observing martial artists all harbored different thoughts, the Crocodile Crown Prince arrived swiftly and quickly found Ye Xiwen's cocoon of spiritual energy, standing alone and unmatched at the center.
They caught a familiar scent from the cocoon. It was Ye Xiwen, without a doubt.
The Crocodile Crown Prince narrowed his eyes and reached out with one hand. A human martial artist watching from afar was immediately seized and dragged over. A tremendous suction force left him utterly powerless as he was pulled in.
"Is Ye Xiwen inside?" the Crocodile Crown Prince asked blandly.
"Yes!" The human martial artist nodded frantically. Ye Xiwen might be waiting here for the Crocodile Crown Prince, but there was no reason for him to throw his own life away too.
"Then that settles it!" The Crocodile Crown Prince smiled faintly, his expression brimming with confidence. His former wariness of Ye Xiwen's strength had vanished completely. It was confidence born from the increase in his own strength. He was certain that no matter how Ye Xiwen struggled, he would never escape his grasp.
Pfft! The human martial artist in his hand was crushed into a cloud of blood mist without warning, then absorbed into his body.
The Crocodile Crown Prince remained utterly indifferent, as though he had merely crushed an insignificant ant. That was the source of his confidence and assurance.
The martial artists