"Hehe, let me go first!" The fat man slowly walked over and placed his hand on the spirit stone.
A yellowish-brown light flashed, and the words "Third Grade" appeared on the spirit stone. Everyone stared wide-eyed at this extraordinary fat man—
On the other side, Mingyou had returned to the floor he came from. He turned his head to look in the direction Gu Liyan and the others had left, and chuckled, "What an interesting bunch of guys. I wonder what rank those three are?"
"If you're curious, why not stay and look at their fates before you leave? You must know, this concerns the fate of the Nine Netherworlds!"
Suddenly a voice came from behind, and another figure appeared. Mingyou seemed to have sensed it beforehand, and without turning around, he chuckled and said, "What's the use of looking? None of this can be changed, neither my fate nor Jiuyou's fate—neither can be changed!"
The mysterious man took a step forward. He was dressed in a black cloak and wore a black mask, obscuring his face. Only the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.
With her eyes lowered, she spoke softly, "Why do you think it can't be changed? He came here to change everything!"
Upon hearing this, Mingyou looked at him and couldn't help but sneer, "Him? You mean Mo Chen or that Young Master Mo? Whoever it is, don't even think about it! Even the Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor couldn't do it, how could two mortals who have just entered the Nine Nether possibly succeed?"
"Your judgment of people is getting worse and worse! It's not just you, even the Heavenly Emperor is getting more and more impatient! Just two days ago, a third-rank marquis appeared, and he came out to personally receive him. He's really getting more and more restless!"
"Only you and I are left in the third rank, it's normal for one of us to get excited!" the mysterious man sneered.
"You call yourself one of them?" Mingyou scoffed. "Come on! You're not going to get out of the demon race right now, and besides, you can't even handle the conflict between the demon and monster races!"
The mysterious man chuckled, raising his purple eyes to look at Mingyou. "Who said I have no way to escape?"
Mingyou looked at him with disdain and said, "Mo Bai, stop bragging. I can let you fight on the front lines, but you can forget about leading that bunch of tiger cubs and fox kids into battle!"
"Well then, we'll wait and see!"
Mo Bai raised his head, his purple eyes mirroring those of Gu Liyan!
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