Gu Shi Yi sighed and thought to himself,
"Old man, how long have you been dead? Down there, I should have made a name for myself by now. Your disciple... is about to have bad luck again, one careless move and I'll be joining you. Can't you pull some strings and keep Lord Yama from taking me?"
While he was muttering to himself, he saw several streaks of Flight Light flying in from outside the hall. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in the hall. It was the other three disciples from the Three Suns Sect. They returned and greeted Zhao Wuxi in unison,
"Senior Brother!"
Zhao Wuxi smiled slightly and said,
"How did it go?"
Lv Wubei replied succinctly,
"All dead!"
Ning Wuxia also returned a smile,
"They were all at the Nascent Soul Stage, but their skills were far inferior. The Giant Que Race has grown too complacent overseas. I wonder how they even reached the Nascent Soul Stage!"
Again, the blue-clad man Dongfang Wuyou arrogantly smiled,
"Not worth mentioning!"
