"Do you think he still remembers us?"
"How could he forget? Mysterious God had exchanged blows with him before and was once an equal rival; it's impossible for him to forget, right?"
"Exactly, plus, he's somewhat one of the Ji Family's own."
"Hush, don't speak of that."
Outside the door, Mysterious God and other talents of the Ji Family whispered among themselves.
They had previously crossed the Immortal Gate, all disciples under Saints of the Primordial Holy Land. Some came to participate in the battle, while others, having not been selected, came to watch.
They arrived early and were now searching around for Li Hao's residence and movements.
