Wu Yong asked.

"That's right."

Fei Ren replied.

“When will you leave?”

"Do you need to bring some people from the arena?" Wu Yong tentatively said again.

After all, the Emperor's Pit is the core hinterland of the Ancient Land of Heavenly Burial. There are many warriors and monsters are rampant. In terms of danger, it is much larger than the surroundings of the small Lei City.

However, Fei Ren shook his head and said, "No need, I'm enough alone."

"The timing is hard to find. Opportunities are very mysterious, but they can't be delayed... I will leave Leicheng tonight and set out for the imperial pit."

It’s not that he looked down on the foundation of the Lei Zhi Arena, but that the strength of the people under Wu Yong is indeed average, and they are all under the cultivation level of Xuan Zun Mirror. Not only can these people not help him with anything, but they will become their own burdens.
Chapter completed!