Not only Yan Zhaoge, even Zhao Ming and Jing Yunzhi felt curious about this, paying attention to the battle situation over at Sikong Qing's side while in the meantime also pricking up their ears.
Feng Yunsheng said, "First, I must warn you that it isn't all that nice to hear."
Yan Zhaoge and the two smiled. The six great Sacred Grounds presided high over those first and second-rate powers, weighing down upon them with great pressure that resembled mountains.
If there was anything good, it would definitely be split amongst the six great Sacred Grounds first. Other people grumbling and griping about it a little, was actually only natural.
Feng Yunsheng also didn't beat around the bush, moving straight to announcing the answer.
"Broad Creed wily, Sacred Sun wild. Rushing to reincarnate the Heavenly Thunder Hall, smelly and hard that Infinite Boundless Mountain. Slick to the extreme Turbid Wave Pavilion, most venomous naught but Jade Sea City."