He had lost one round, and there seemed to be eight left. Winning five rounds against a "Demon Sovereign" probably would not be easy, would it?
By now, the Imperial Sect's target, Chu Yan, had already left, so the Imperial Sect and the Earth Sect could no longer keep fighting.
Although he still did not even know who Lin Ruonan's prospective match was, he already had an imaginary enemy in his mind.
As the spectators discussed among themselves, the two screens of light in the arena suddenly vanished, revealing Tang Yi and the four-star Sacred Emperor Ning Jingyao.
Somehow, Chu Yan's soul seemed to have grasped something. Various thoughts flitted through his sea of consciousness, constantly battering his soul.
"I see. Then let's go back to the Thousand-Mile Rest Inn and rest for two days before getting ready to set out," I said with a long sigh of relief. I had thought finding Cloud-Pattern Temple would be extremely difficult, but it had turned out to be no more than this.
Besides, she could not use up all the spiritual energy here herself, so there was no harm in giving this bastard a spot.
So if the mission failed, Tang Yi's life would effectively be over. There was no telling how long he would have to wait to rise again.
Song Ming's expression shifted. He took it and examined it, unable to hide his surprise. This black sphere was actually a magical beast's inner core. A faint water power emanated from it, proving that the wolf-shaped magical beast before him must have been a powerful Silver Beast King when alive.
But then again, this person really was something, keeping up the act for so long. He had still been acting just now, which meant he probably had not been exposed before,