"I wonder how the king is doing?" This was the only thing Yao Zhan cared about. Hence, he subconsciously glanced at the top of the Demon Mountain. His gaze was fixed on the dark ancient hall.
And in the inner hall of this palace, other than those who were still peeling silk and cocoons! While Rong Xi was studying the array core, the rest of the people looked gloomy.
"Are we just going to sit here and wait for death?" As the next successor of the Ghost Demon Valley, Gui Jianchou's face was even paler than usual. He exuded a terrifying ghostly aura and was as lifeless as a ghost.
"What else?" Arab asked with a pale face. These three days, they had tried their best, but they were unable to find any way out of this pitch-black hall. It made them despair.
"He definitely has a way!" Gui Jianchou couldn't help but stare at Rong Xi, who had his back to them.