Bab 915: Chapter 915: Cultivation in the Peach Blossom Wonderland_1

The invisible pressure brought by these seven people made everyone shudder.

Even the proud aristocratic young masters were all silent at this moment.

"Seven Martial Saints... They can be called the rulers of this world." Ricardo Bowman couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

"With them here, we won't get any benefits."

"So what, even Martial Saints can't be overly domineering! If they really have the ability, just kill us all!"

"The young masters in the Mystic Realm haven't arrived yet, who knows what will happen when they come."

Everyone was looking at the big mine in front of them, about to be excavated, with worried expressions on their faces.

...

On the other side.

By the time Ethan Smith woke up, he was already lying on a bamboo bed.

The surrounding environment made Ethan Smith feel very unfamiliar.

Although the room was extremely simple, it was very tidy.

Ethan Smith slowly sat up from the bed.

He rubbed his head, feeling dizzy and aching in his chest.