บท 1190: The Closed-door Meditation, Everyone’s Progress, Zhao Fangfei Becomes An Assassination Target

Zhuo Donglai was waiting beyond the clouds, looking into it as a look of fear flashed in his eyes. "These clouds are weird. If it weren't for the treasure I have that awoke me at the last moment, I wonder how long I would be trapped in those clouds." 

"Where are Yu Zhi, Chu Kuangren, and the others? Could they be lost in the clouds?"

He did not care about Chu Kuangren. 

However, he was more than worried for Yu Zhi.

"Shall I enter again to explore?"

"No way. It's too dangerous."

Zhuo Donglai shook his head.

At that moment, a pitch-black figure approached him.

"Who is it?"

Zhuo Donglai's gaze darkened.

"Greetings, Eastern King School's Heavenly Champion. I'm the Demonic Dao's Soul Vanquisher." The pitch-black figure was the Soul Vanquishing Tribe's disciple.

"Oh, you're from the Demonic Dao. What are you doing here?" asked Zhuo Donglai.

He had nothing much to do with the Demonic Dao.