Blood Pool Hell
“Arrogance.”
Wanyan Xue’s expression grew colder, and her gaze towards Xiong Zhuangzhuang lost all warmth.
Ignoring her advice, he sought his own demise. It’s a pity that the sect will have to invest more time in cultivating an intelligent successor.
She knew that the ten individuals across from her did not welcome her presence, so after uttering a sentence, she turned and left.
She still needed to find Shangguan Yuquan.
Since entering the secret realm, she hadn’t seen Shangguan Yuquan again.
Now, seeing the ten individuals gathered, she speculated that Shangguan Yuquan must be here as well.
“Why does she act so smug!” Feng Qingyang forcefully patted Xiong Zhuangzhuang’s shoulder.
“You will surely surpass her in the future.”
Xiong Zhuangzhuang didn’t reply, but his eyes shimmered with confidence.
He, Xiong Zhuangzhuang, would not lose to anyone.
Returning team members, Bei Xinghan and Lu Zaiye, briefly recounted their experiences.