Great Wheel of Death

"By the way, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I have a question."

"Isn't someone missing from this faction chat group?"

Qian Renxue seemed to have suddenly thought of something. Her gaze turned toward the faction chat group interface floating in midair, her tone carrying a trace of uncertainty.

"That's right. One person is indeed missing."

"It seems she still isn't truly of one mind with our Spirit Hall Empire."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze swept over Bibi Dong in the distance as though it were tangible, carrying a faint, barely perceptible scrutiny and wariness.

"Hmph, her heart was never with the Empire."

Qian Renxue spoke with a touch of disdain, then shifted her attention back to the Heavenly Screen.

"Nothing else matters right now. Our top priority is to keep answering the Heavenly Screen's upcoming questions correctly."

"Based on my guess, since the Heavenly Screen can grant such lavish rewards as a god position, there will definitely be more questions to come."

"As long as we answer correctly, we can still receive the Heavenly Screen's supreme rewards. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for us!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, anticipation gleaming in his eyes.

"This..."

Qian Renxue could not help drawing in a sharp breath, her clear eyes filled with shock.

She had originally thought that a god position was the ultimate reward, but she had never expected the Heavenly Screen's gifts might extend far beyond that. Her reverence for the Heavenly Screen deepened further.

In a remote, shadowy corner of Jialing Pass, Bibi Dong stood alone.

Looking at the empty faction chat group with no other members, Bibi Dong's lips curved into a cold, mocking smile.

"The Heavenly Screen truly saw through all my thoughts. It actually placed me alone into this so-called World-Destroying Faction."

"Neither the Allied Forces led by Tang San