Ghost King Bees

Yang Ling quietly entered the hall, stood in a corner, and opened Wang Yu's Attribute Panel.

Two of Wang Yu's attributes exceeded a thousand. He was a Grandmaster who had just entered the Middle Fourth Grade.

His strength and foundation were no weaker than Shi Haixuan's.

Shi Haixuan had been sitting quietly in a corner the whole time, keeping a low profile.

When Yang Ling arrived, Shi Haixuan merely glanced at him. His attention remained on the Abyssal Martial Artist Wang Yu.

"I don't know whether heaven's justice comes around. I only know you came to Golden Lion Ridge to make threats. Did you think you'd be able to leave?"

Zhu Xiu smiled. "Forty years ago, you'd just entered the Lower Fourth Grade. With your aptitude, have you even reached the threshold of its peak in all that time?"

Wang Yu laughed. "Zhu Xiu, why don't you ask Shi Haixuan what my cultivation is now?"

Zhu Xiu froze and glanced at Shi Haixuan.

Xu Lantern-Bearer and Xiao Lantern-Bearer also looked grave.

This remnant of the Crimson-Refined Fire Jiao Sect had repeatedly opposed A-9 City inside the Abyssal Beast Grotto.

He had also clashed with the Abyssal Army several times.

His strength had already been assessed as Middle Fourth Grade.

Shi Haixuan said, "Wang Yu is Middle Fourth Grade."

"Middle Fourth Grade? Looks like you found plenty of good things to eat in the Abyssal Beast Grotto."

Zhu Xiu's face darkened as he looked Wang Yu up and down. He had never expected someone he considered so mediocre in cultivation and aptitude to reach the Middle Fourth Grade first.

"Wang Yu, why have you come here today to target Zhu Xiu in particular?

What exactly are you plotting?"

Shi Haixuan had suddenly spoken up.

"Still can't see it? The Great Dream