High up in the sky.
Chang'sheng took in the entire scene below, not missing a thing.
Seeing that the trial was finally over, Chang'sheng couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He patted his flat, muscular chest and said, "Thank god I had the foresight, otherwise this round would've been hell to get through."
He'd thought there was a chance something like this could happen.
So when he took in each disciple, the very first thing he did was plant a restriction in their soul, heart, and sea of consciousness.
"But damn, how is this kid so gutsy?" Chang'sheng looked at Xu Yeming, who was slowly getting up from the ground, his face full of helplessness.
The plan worked, but that gambler's mentality was just too strong.
With a plan this risky, even the slightest misstep could plunge him into the endless abyss.
That's exactly why Chang'sheng had stayed hidden in the shadows, worried something might go wrong with Xu Yeming's plan.
Damn it.
