Jiang Yuan gave Little Fatty a cold look. Little Fatty realized something and quickly changed his words, "I'm used to calling you that, I'll change it to Apostle!"

"Is this the place? All we need is a lure!" Jiang Yuan said with a sinister smile.

"No way, you even betray your own brothers!" Little Fatty was speechless.

"How many moves from a ninth-tier opponent can you withstand?" Jiang Yuan asked from the side.

"That depends on the opponent's level. If it's only around 500, then 10 or 8 moves shouldn't be a problem! But if it's more than that, I haven't tried it yet!" Little Fatty didn't dare to make any absolute statements.

"Just one move. As long as you survive one move, I can make my move!" Jiang Yuan was full of confidence. He was now fully capable of killing a ninth-level opponent.

"This Holy Spirit is really strange. There are plenty of magnificent places elsewhere, why is he hiding in this godforsaken place!" Little Fatty complained before starting to prepare his power.

"You must act as if you accidentally wandered into this place. Of course, you must be arrogant when you see people. You have to force out all of their Holy Spirits. Only in this way can we wipe them out in one fell swoop!" Jiang Yuan instructed.

"I'm good at playing the spoiled brat!" The chubby boy shook his head and swaggered toward the factory.

"Be careful!" After giving the instructions, Jiang Yuan suppressed his divine power, disguised himself as the most difficult-to-detect dark attribute, and quietly lurked in the darkness.

Dark and windy nights are the perfect time for murder and arson!

"Damn it, what kind of crappy place is this? There's not a single light! The prey I finally found has vanished without a trace!"

Little Fatty's voice gradually grew louder, like a hunter with a bellyful of complaints approaching from afar.

"You little brat, you mere sixth-tier cultivator dares to challenge me? I'll smash you to death with my shield!" Little Fatty had already arrived at the factory gate. After shouting a couple of times, he rushed forward and started banging on the gate.

Creak! The door, which had been knocked on loudly, opened a crack.

"Who are you?"