It's such a waste.
After all, the rings of the Yin Yang Realm are very large!
Discarding the other rings casually, Fang Che stood up and disappeared into a mass of Nether Fog.
Now he really didn't plan to make any more moves. So this time, he hid exceptionally honestly.
Vaguely felt that a few hours had passed.
The nearly asleep Fang Che finally heard new movements.
Between heaven and earth, a loud sound suddenly resounded, and two portals, one black and one white, suddenly fell.
The whole world shook.
Subsequently, glowing paths began to appear in the Yin Yang Realm, all leading out.
Then all the talents who came in started walking out one after another.
Only then did Fang Che realize he had guessed wrong. It turned out that coming out was like this, with no chance of an ambush.
If Yin Yunxiao hadn't led the Underworld disciples out early, he really wouldn't have had any chance to ambush and rob.
"Saint Yin is a good person after all, not wasting the life I spared him."
