"I hope that the Lord of Blood is really just at the Supreme Intermediate stage."
"I hope that he didn't make the monks swear fealty to a Heart Demon before his sermon, truly because he was being absurd."
"I hope...that this action is successful!"
The Supreme Finale had three hopes, revealing his inner caution and uneasiness.
...
In No Return City, people were coming and going, busyness was everywhere.
Wang Gai and Li Yunzhi sat in the tavern, drinking their wine.
Wang Gai sighed, "A storm is coming."
Over two thousand Peak Land Myths had gathered in No Return City.
In a few days, these two thousand Peak Land Myths would all listen to the Lord of Blood's sermon and step into Supreme Territory.
Li Yunzhi looked at his best friend, and covertly asked, "Do you feel that something isn't right in No Return City recently?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Gai's face changed: "Indeed, something is amiss."
