"Yun He and Shui Qianrou are here!"
In the underground tunnel, Jiang Yi was gathered with Yun Fei and Zhan Wushuang. Yun Fei had this grave expression as she spoke, "I reckon that Shui Qianrou is about to use the saint artifact. What should we do, Jiang Yi?"
Jiang Yi made some calculations in his heart and had this unpleasant expression while he let out a light sigh. "There is still one hour before midnight. We just have to drag it out until midnight—by then, all those without soul spirit defense would go crazy. We will then be able to eliminate everyone."
"One hour? How are we going to drag for such a long time?"
