Above the Tang Clan, Tang Chen and Yue Mengli stood side by side in the sky as they looked at a flying artifact that was continuing to fly away, and behind them were several other people from other clans sending off their younger generations.
"What do you think of their training this time, Old Chen?" An old man dressed in dark green asked Tang Chen, and he was the leader of the Poison Sect, Ma Zui.
Tang Chen shook his head. "Even though the tower is a training ground, the competition there is very tough. Apart from them having to face those unique beasts, they also have to face off against the younger generations of the Sky Cloud Realm, but I hope they will not kill each other, or we will suffer losses."
"Husband, look at those two flying artifacts." Yue Mengyi said that as she pointed far away. "The Huang and Fu Clans also sent their younger generations to that tower, and they seem to intend to stop our younger generations before they develop."
