Just as the prison gate of Wang City's grand prison was blown open, Gu Lai was idly deducing in the second layer of the jail, considering how to counter Lin Twelve's swift sword-draw after his release.
He had already thought of thirteen methods, either using unique magic artifacts and talismans or relying on his bloodline power.
In his mind, Lin Twelve had already been slain by him two hundred and thirty-one times.
Yet the Blood Blade maiden was quite troublesome, one they could only wait for the Grand Elder to arrive and personally deal with that demon.
The Grand Elder was a near-sixth-realm of the Imperial bloodline, and it would be effortless for him to slaughter the Blood Blade maiden.
He must avenge his two fellow disciples and allow them to rest in peace beneath the nine springs.
Just as Gu Lai was mentally killing Lin Twelve for the 232nd time, he heard the sound of an explosion from outside.
"Hmm?"
Gu Lai's eyes immediately sharpened as he listened intently.
