Fang Yun remained seated upright on the Marquis Wu Chariot, a scroll in his right hand and his left resting on the broad armrest, watching more than two hundred Demon Kings slowly close in around him.
Hu Li glanced at Fang Yun, worry surfacing in her eyes, yet she seemed to retain faith in him as well.
Ice Bone King strode toward Fang Yun with a smug smile. "Void Sage Fang, you were so high and mighty outside the Ice Ancestor Ruins that day. Did you ever imagine you would one day fall into my hands?"
"The winds at the Ice Emperor Palace are strong. Watch that they don't twist your tongue," Fang Yun said.
Ice Bone King burst into laughter. "Your Human Race has a saying: the victor becomes king, the loser a bandit. Who would have thought that a dignified Void Sage would be so pathetic? Say whatever you wish to say now. Should this Sage be merciful someday, perhaps I will announce your last words to the world."
Fang Yun said, "I have no last words. I am merely curious about one thing. How did you travel from the Ice Ancestor Ruins to this place? This is a genuine Ancient Demon Grand Arena. Other than the Ice Ancestor himself, even his children cannot fully control it. Yet you appeared here openly and aboveboard. The process must have been quite fascinating and winding. Would you tell us about it?"
Ice Bone King said, "What happened in the Ice Ancestor Ruins concerns my clan's secrets. We cannot explain it in detail to outsiders. You only need to know that it is where our Ice Clan's Ice Ancestor and Ice Emperor reside. Since we were able to come here, it means this place's master permitted us to enter."
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