Ling Xiao glanced at Shen Chong indifferently and said, "If I'm not mistaken, among the ninety Martial Artists participating in this assessment, there must be spies from the Blood Cave Stronghold.
Are you sure you want to continue this assessment? The previous eighty-nine people who went in probably have suffered plenty of casualties already."
"Spouting nonsense. If you're afraid to go in, then stop talking."
Shen Chong looked at Ling Xiao with disdain, his eyes filled with contempt and impatience.
The other Martial Artist with Shen Chong just looked at him indifferently, as if he completely didn't believe his words.
"Fine, don't believe if you don't want to, it's none of my damn business anyway."
Ling Xiao sneered and stepped into the blood-red Teleportation Array.
"Whoosh~~"
Just upon entering, a chilling wind assailed him.
Ling Xiao paused for a moment, looked around, and realized that the place was covered with thick snow everywhere.
