After The Dust Settles

Within the territories of the Mysterious Underworld Race, several figures were sitting cross-legged in a secret place that was largely unknown.

These figures were surprisingly human.

While they were all human beings, each of them was shrouded by a faint mist. Their silhouettes could be seen, but their faces were all hidden.

Among these figures, the most striking one was a woman with a perfect figure and a spirited look.

The woman was sitting in her own position silently, but all the people present appeared rather respectful around her.

"I think there should be a 40% chance of success if we use the methods of the third plan to come into contact with Jiuzi Xuanming." A hoarse voice broke the peaceful atmosphere.

Although the speaker was hidden in the mist, he had a very valiant vibe.

"The winner has not yet been determined. Isn't it too rash to choose the third plan so hastily?" A shrill voice followed.