"Junior Sister Su, you don't look well."
Below the Battle Platform, countless people were excited and expectant. On the Battle Platform, however, Ming Hu's eyes were gentle as he softly spoke to Su Xin.
Last night, Su Xin had ingested the Soul-devouring Pill in front of Qiu Zhihe, believing she had become Qiu Zhihe's servant.
She hadn't slept all night, her mind in a haze.
Thankfully, today's first-round opponent wasn't strong, and she managed to pass smoothly.
Unexpectedly, in the second round, she encountered Ming Hu.
At this moment, Su Xin's emotions were complex. Regardless of her disapproval of the actions of the Zhenyang Sect Leader and several elders, she remained a disciple of the Zhenyang Sect.
At the Immortal Ascension Ceremony, before cultivators from all over the world, she represented the face of Zhenyang Sect,
and she naturally couldn't disgrace the sect.
However, Su Xin knew that she wasn't a match for Ming Hu.
She was prepared to fight to the death.
