When Yun Chujiu saw that it was almost time, she used her divine sense to cut off her own thread and won the first place!
The timing of her control was just right. Almost as soon as she finished cutting off the thread, Lang Zhuo, who was in the same group of beasts, also cut off the thread.
In this way, Yuan he of the Yimo race was eliminated.
Yun chujiu shook her head and sighed. “How was it? I told you that the Yimo race was fooled by the beasts, right? You still don’t believe me? You saw it, right? They advanced successfully, but you were foolishly eliminated.”
Yuan he glared at Yun Chujiu. Although he didn’t say anything, it was impossible for him not to have thoughts in his heart.
Yun Chujiu said to lang zhuo again, “Actually, your spiritual sense cultivation should be much stronger than mine. If you were to focus on cutting the thread, you would definitely be faster than me.