"I heard that the Corpse Race's experts had already led a group of reinforcements over there. By the time we got the news, it was a little late. Thankfully, Wen Yan, you made it back safely. What about the other clansmen? And who is this?" asked another man, a black-robed, well-dressed fellow with a square face.
"This is my new friend, Elder Brother Ying Feng. We were ambushed by Shun Xiao of the Headless White Corpse Shunli clan. I'd never encountered him before, but if I'm not mistaken, he must be one of the Shun clan's princes. We were ambushed by the Corpse Race just as the seal on the trial grounds was activated, and our clansmen were nearly wiped out. If Elder Brother Ying Feng hadn't helped me, I wouldn't have made it back alive." Remembering what she'd been through, Wen Yan still couldn't help feeling some regret. Dying in battle would have been the better fate. If she'd fallen into the hands of the Headless White Corpse Shunli clan, they would probably have refined her corpse into a powerful corpse monster. To Wen Yan, that was truly unbearable.
"Oh? Ying Feng? You're not from our tribe? Which tribe are you from?" At Wen Yan's words, the sharp-eyed young Dragon Race man with handsome, lean features suddenly looked at him with a piercing gaze.
"I come from beyond the secret realm." Lu Xiaotian glanced at Wen Yan. Seeing that she hadn't given him any particular warning, he made no effort to hide his origins.
"From beyond the secret realm?" The handsome young man and several other Dragon Race men and women immediately changed expression. They were clearly wary of anything from beyond the secret realm.
"What status did you hold in the outside world, and what purpose brought you