"Junior Brother Xiao Yi, do you have confidence?" Mo Youu asked with a frown.
However, his question did not receive an answer.
He, too, came to a realization.
Because Xiao Yi had already said he wanted to gamble, using his own life.
"In this regard, I am not as good as you, Junior Brother Xiao Yi," Mo Youu said with a bitter smile.
"What are you thinking?" Qing Lin, Tong Ye, and others suddenly changed their expressions.
"Quick, activate the Cave Mansion Restriction and leave with us."
Xiao Yi, hearing this, only smiled faintly and said nothing.
Sikong Yu sneered, "It seems someone is overestimating themselves, seeking their own doom."
"Then let him die to his heart's content."
"Anyway, in the Ancient Emperor's Tomb, there's no one to collect his body."
Xiao Yi ignored the crowd, standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the demon beasts and puppets in the distance.
…
Time gradually passed.
After more than ten minutes.
