"Dream on. Yun'ao Kingdom will not grant your wish."

Baili Tang arrogantly challenged the Holy Emperor:

"How is it, Your Majesty of the Holy Kingdom? This is Xuanwu. We've only just met our first person with a spiritual root. There are seven more to come. Can you handle it?"

The Holy Emperor was very curious about the snake-turtle, but his imperial dignity made him suppress his excitement.

"Bai Litang, this is just the beginning, why don't you take another look?"

So what if we lose? The Anti-Holy Nation is an economic powerhouse, and we didn't even make a bet with them.

Besides, even if he lost the bet with Xuan Yue Kingdom, the Regent would renege on it.

"Anyway, when the time comes, he'll pretend he didn't see it, and if things go wrong, he'll run away first."

As he spoke, he looked behind him at the slightly ajar door and the eunuch guarding it.

He smiled with satisfaction.

"Then I'll see how many your country can summon." He waved his hand. "Next."

Lin Wanwan turned her head and looked at the enormous snake demon on the arena.

He looked at his figure thoughtfully.

This snake-turtle is really nutritious!

He was fed spiritual energy, which strengthened the body of those who consumed it.

[If someone with spiritual roots consumes it, they can excavate them sooner.]

The Holy Emperor paused.

eat?

What about Xuanwu?

He shook his head.

This is a mythical beast, who would dare to do that?

"Wow, what is this?"

The ministers of the Holy Kingdom had already moved their chairs to the edge of the arena and were sitting there, refusing to go back no matter what the eunuch said.

Prime Minister Jiang waved his hand, "Eunuch Wang, you should go back. Am I not even allowed to watch the play freely?"

A closer look provides an even greater visual thrill!

Eunuch Wang: Isn't it because they're afraid that you old ministers will be beaten by them?