After the formation was set up, the people from the Monster Expelling Order left.
Sitting there, Peter Brown's heart was also filled with confusion, never expecting that another sect had been manipulating events from behind the scenes.
Of course, Peter didn't come out, he knew there were still many demon beasts ahead, and if he went out, it would be a certain death, so all he could do now was wait again.
Unable to do anything else, Peter could only swallow the elixirs one by one and then began to practice his cultivation technique right there.
A few days went by, and Peter heard voices. Looking towards the front, he only saw that a master clad in Dark Mist Sect attire had arrived.
Walking at the front was a master whose level of cultivation was indiscernible.
This person was familiar to Peter, almost like a senior from his sect, who had lectured him before.
"It seems that there are no surviving disciples left along the way!"
Someone made a remark.
