"Now that everybody is here, I will announce the requirement for passing the first stage," the purple-robed elder said.
Jian Wushuang and his comrades were slightly stunned.
15 people participated in the hunt, but only 13 of them were here now, yet the purple-robed elder said everybody was here.
Jian Wushuang and his comrades immediately realized that the missing two might have died during the hunt.
"I was not in danger during the hunt because my strength is greater than my comrades. In addition, I knew the strength of the bandits thanks to Tang Wuji's detailed information. But they... " Jian Wushuang sighed with helplessness.
Life and death were decreed by fate.
For most geniuses, the Easternmost Hunt was not only a great opportunity, but also a great peril.
Opportunity and danger always went hand-in-hand.
"Hand over your armlets," the purple-robed elder said.
