"Luo Qingtong, how much longer are you going to dawdle down there?"
Atop the number one ranking arena, Shi Qingqing wore an expression of sheer arrogance.
She was clad in a white robe, outshining the frost and snow, with her hair piled high like gathering dark clouds.
As she looked towards Luo Qingtong, the light garment draped over her body fluttered gently in the air.
"What's the rush?"
Looking up at Shi Qingqing on the platform, a faint smile played on Luo Qingtong's face.
"If you're in such a hurry to be reincarnated... rest assured, Zhan Haopeng and the others will be waiting for you!"
How could she let Shi Qingqing die so easily?
Swish!
Luo Qingtong leapt onto the arena.
Following her, Little Tyrant Yuan, Sima Jue, Su Xiaoxiao, Ling Tianhan, Ling Yue'er, Chu Wenhao, and another descendent from the Ling Family also jumped onto the arena.
"Senior Brother Zhan, I look forward to your guidance!"
