Three Ancient Heavenly Kings

Xuan Yi was a little surprised. After all, with his cultivation base, it could be said that he could not fall prey to any sickness at all. Ordinary injuries could be treated in the blink of an eye. He would never catch a cold or something like that.

There must be someone cursing him and holding a deep grudge against him.

Xuan Yi stood in the crowd as he looked at his many disciples who were in the arena.

All of them were dragons and phoenixes among people, and most importantly, they were extremely loyal to Xuan Yi.

They did not seem to be tempted at all.

"I wonder who the Master of those three is, to actually teach them so well."

"I don't know about that."

Situ Qing, who was in the arena, bowed to Heavenly King Yu again and left.

She returned to the back of the crowd.

Obviously, she did not want to have too many interactions with her.