Ch-ch-ch——
The blade of the Great Strength Fire Qilin Saber dragged across the ground, leaving a clear mark on the ruined surface.
Jiang Dali Guangyue stepped on the sharp stones that pricked people's feet.
The thick and sturdy soles crushed the stones.
"Plop, plop," step by step, he walked into the dim hall with only a bit of external light filtering in, and at a glance saw Zhu Wushi, who now looked as if his life was hanging by a thread, his face ashen, and fell silent for a moment.
"Why did you choose to act at the last minute? Was it because you didn't want to be controlled by Xiong Ba?"
The voice echoed in the vast and deep hall, causing some dust to fall quietly.
"Hehehe... hehehe... success, failure, winners, losers, once I set foot on this path, I, Zhu Wushi, was already resigned to my fate."
