After a few breaths, the cold voice sounded again.

"Stubborn!"

"A worthy death!"

"But aren't you curious?"

"Knowing that you killed the seventh-level black ghost ancestor with one punch, and now have the strength of a high-level god, are we still waiting for you here?"

"What do you rely on? Your strength?"

"That's because you have no idea what kind of power our Dreamland has..."

"You talk too much nonsense!" Ye Wuque, who was standing with his hands behind his hands, directly interrupted the black cloaked leader. The same cold but more powerful voice sounded, echoing throughout the sacrificial square.

"Dreamland?"

"Kill you all."

"One person is enough."
Chapter completed!