What a powerful shockwave from that battle!
In the square before the right-side side hall.
The three middle-aged men hurriedly withdrew their gazes from the square before the hall and abruptly looked to the left.
Though the tremors spread throughout the entire palace complex,
with their strength, they could clearly sense the approximate direction of the source from the vibrations.
Even they felt their hearts pound wildly at shockwaves of such a battle.
It was truly terrifying.
Even with cultivations at their level, they felt that clashing with someone capable of unleashing such combat power would be extremely troublesome.
"Looks like those humans have entered the fourth side hall as well. I wonder whether we will meet in the end. I truly look forward to it!"
The middle-aged man standing at the front—the sort of man whose face one could see at a glance yet quickly forget—licked his lips as he spoke.
His words immediately drew low laughter from the other two.
"Dead Spirit, aren't you looking forward to it a little too soon? We arrived so much later than they did, yet we are already progressing at the same pace as them."
"Even if we do encounter them, I doubt anything worth celebrating will happen."
The one who spoke this time was the man standing beside Dead Spirit.
He had a square face and did not look at all like someone who would serve as Dead Spirit's lackey.
In truth, that was indeed the case.
This man had merely promised to help Dead Spirit make one move, and it could not exceed ten moves.
Moreover, he had chosen this only because he bore an ocean-deep blood feud.
If Qin Shaofeng and the others had been here as well,
they would have been able to vaguely guess from the cultivation