In his demon rat form, he nodded lightly...
"Rest assured, Hall Master. The Spirit Race's underhanded move will be nothing more than using some kind of treasure, or directly breaking through to the Divine Path Stage to kill me..."
"If they forcibly break through to the Divine Path Stage, then I ask the Hall Master to tear apart Tian Tao's battle barrier."
A vicious glint flashed through the Ten Thousand Demon Hall Master's eyes as he nodded heavily.
Of course he would tear apart Tian Tao's barrier. When the time came, as the master of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, he had to save Little Rat.
"Even against the Divine Path Stage, I will win."
"I will grind the Spirit Race's arrogance to pieces and make them lose both their people and their name."
After saying that, the demon rat form flashed directly into the dueling arena.
In an instant, he stood face-to-face with Zhe Jian.
The entire venue fell silent again as countless expectant eyes turned toward this third battle.
Suddenly... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Another group of young people arrived among the spectators. They were Zhe Ying and the others, who had emerged from the Dead Spirit Cavern.
Leading Que Yi and the rest, he had finally arrived.
Looking toward the center of the dueling arena, Que Yi frowned. "Senior Brother Zhe Ying, the third battle is already about to begin. We're late."
Zhe Ying blended into the crowd and smiled faintly...
"It's fine. Didn't I say before we set out?"
"If our Spirit Race loses all three battles, Ancestor Ling Zhe will regret not bringing me into battle. He'll regret not pulling me out of the Dead Spirit Cavern sooner. Once Senior Brother Zhe Jian loses, I'll challenge the Shadow Moon Demon Rat."
"Heh, hehehehe..."
At that moment,