บท 1195: Face Slapping Like a Tornado!

All the elites of the clans in the cave dwelling agreed with him. Dong Daye even looked a little dejected. He had also been using the power of the throne to build his soul, but before he could figure out the way, Xue Yin had already figured out the key.

However, Dong Daye's disappointment only lasted for a moment before he continued to move towards the throne. After all, even if he couldn't obtain the ultimate inheritance of the throne, it was still a great opportunity to use the throne to refine his body and soul.

The rest of the elites of the families and clans present also thought the same and prepared to continue working hard. Even if they could achieve a small success in the Soul Building Stage, it would not be a wasted trip.

At this moment, Ye Qianli flashed back. Because she ran too fast, before she could catch up with anyone, Ying Huan 'er could not help but sneer, " This throne has nothing to do with you anymore. Why did you come back? "