This scene sent chills down the spine of the thirteen remaining individuals.
Except for Li Jizhou, everyone else bit their tongues hard.
Constantly reminding themselves that this was a test of inner peace, and everything else was illusory. They must not get distracted.
Ye Jingyu cast a deep glance at Li Jizhou, with gratitude overflowing in his eyes.
Yang Yutong looked at Li Jizhou with lingering fear, feeling a great sense of relief.
"Ah, each generation is worse than the last!"
At this moment, a long-awaited voice sounded.
Xu Jiuge mysteriously appeared again in the hall without anyone noticing.
He surveyed the twenty-six individuals who had fallen into madness, and the twenty-eight who were disemboweled by puppet warriors, and sighed in disappointment.
