Chi Linna and Chen Min'er, master and disciple, also finished preparing in an extremely short time. However, seeing how excited Chen Min'er was, I doubted whether she had ever taken part in this kind of real combat. All I could see in her eyes was excitement and eagerness, without the slightest trace of composure or calm.
They had once been demonic beasts under the Nether Emperor, all tasked with selecting the next One in a Hundred for him. Now that their purpose had been achieved, they were to rest in eternal slumber alongside the Nether Emperor.
After the map was enlarged, the area representing Neji's location turned cyan. More detailed annotations about the place also appeared, changing in real time.
However, as the demonic aura of the Demon Armor of Slaughtering Thorns seeped into her body, scenes both familiar and unfamiliar surfaced in her mind. The missing portion of her memories seemed to break through its seal, linking perfectly with her previous memories.
As soon as he finished speaking, an object flew toward him. He caught it, and something ice-cold landed in his palm.
Only the Love Saint did not state his position. Instead, he stared intently at the red-faced man with a satisfied expression, though no one knew what he was satisfied about.
Holding the Hidden Dragon Blade in his right hand, Ye Tian looked ahead and walked into the deep, gloomy cave. The farther he went, the brighter the lamps on either side became. The stone statues along the walls also seemed to possess souls; their eyes appeared to be constantly fixed on Ye Tian.
Huang Xiao's best friend, Ye Feng, and the person he had once loved most, Meng Niya, were both reincarnators. It suddenly made everything feel somewhat unreal to him.
Qin Yu could tell what