One Out of Ten Teams Survived

One point!

It was especially blinding!

It almost blinded Wang Mang's dog eyes!

F*ck!

Could it be that his luck had run out?

Otherwise, why would he shoot a little bit of it?

For a moment, Wang Mang revealed an awkward expression, not knowing what to say.

Similarly, the expressions of the Devil Sovereign and Female Sovereign, who had learned of the rules from Wang Mang, weren't too good either.

After all, they already knew that only one out of ten groups could survive!

If the first team had not ascended the Stairway to Heaven, they would have died as well.

This was simply a competition of luck and strength!

Therefore, the female Supreme-Being, who had a gloomy expression, said with a dark expression,

"Aren't you too unlucky?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang was too embarrassed to say anything.

On the other hand, the Demon Master said slowly, "It's just one round. There's no hurry."