Beilei Star.
Wu Mosuo went into seclusion to cultivate.
He knew that he had encountered some trouble this time.
It was obvious that the other party had premeditated against him. Eight of the ten teams he had sent out had been destroyed in just ten years, and he had suffered heavy losses.
But it did not matter. Having stayed in the ten thousand-year prison for eight thousand years, he knew how to protect himself.
Don't give any response!
Hiding was the way of survival in the ten thousand-year prison!
Summoning the remaining two groups of subordinates and adding on the three groups of direct subordinates, he had 16 subordinates remaining. It could be said to be an iron wall.
Even if a High Dimension Lord came, he could fight!
Everything had a price. Even if the other party was very strong, they had to think twice when facing so many enemies.
