บท 739: Of Course We Run

``Within the Vast Habitat, still in the Ten Thousand Soul Lamp Room. Yuanmeng's face was cold as he sat at the elevated area.

There were forty to fifty people squeezed into the hall all around him.

Their faces were extremely ugly, their expressions dark and sunken.

"We can't vent our hatred towards him even with a million cuts! When Great Senior Master Huayun returns, he needs to smash him into pieces and capture his soul, send him to the flames of hell and let him burn..."

"What is the use of saying such vicious words now? Great Senior Master Huayun and Longxuan need at least half a month to return. The battle with this Blood Sword Monster Lord is right ahead of us. We need to think of a way to force him back!"