Wu Huaqing did not reply. His gaze fell on Gu Xi. Looking at his unmoving back, he actually felt an inexplicable sense of relief. He felt as if as long as Gu Xi was here, he would definitely be able to turn the situation around.
Perhaps it was because Gu Xi had created too many miracles.
"It has been a long time since someone dared to provoke our Ancient Sect like this. You will pay a heavy price for this."
"You don't seem to have the qualifications to enter the Secret Realm, right?" The Ancient Sect's people spoke indifferently. They did not attack immediately. It was like a cat playing with a mouse. They wanted to let the shadow of death cover Gu Xi's head. They wanted to see his panicked and terrified expression.
Unexpectedly, Gu Xi was exceptionally calm. His eyes and gaze were indifferent, as if he did not care about anything.
