Digging Your Own Grave!

In the passageway, light shone.

Two figures slowly walked out of the passageway.

"Eastsun leads Ning Lan Nirvana Soul Hall and pays respect to Lord Cloudneon! Paying respect to Young Hegemon Feng Rui!" Eastsun led Westdawn and the rest to bow to the two people.

The arrival was a woman who was peerlessly beautiful with an extraordinary temperament.

Meanwhile, the youth behind her had an arrogant and unyielding look on his face.

These Great Emperors in front of him seemed to be utterly worthless in his eyes.

Cloudneon nodded slightly and said, "Brother Eastsun has trained a lot."

Eastsun repeated that he did not dare.

In the crowd, Ye Yuan sized Cloudneon up with interest.

He heard that this woman was hailed as one of the few people closest to Hegemon Realm in the soul race.

In the soul race, her status was extraordinary.

She seemed to be a heavenly fairy amidst the group of powerhouses, unable to be touched.