When Ye Mo suddenly woke up, he realized that everything around him seemed to have changed. His pretty master was nowhere to be seen. Most importantly, he remembered something scary that wasn’t about himself. Therefore, Ye Mo hurried to run into a small alley without people after class. The first thing he did was pull down his pants. He just wanted to check out his p**is. ------ **Warning: This novel contains mature content** Release Rate: 14 Chapters/Week
The few hundred immortals in the stadium rustled, wanting to go in immediately.
At this moment, one abstruse immortal tertiary stage got up and said, "Everyone calm down. There are eight formation doors: some are real and some are fake, or they might all be real or all be fake. I think we should divide into eight groups and each group should attack a formation door. Then, everyone go in and try their luck."
"Okay."
"Agreed."
"This is the best solution…"
Many people agreed and soon the few hundred immortals formed eight groups of about equal size.
Luo Wufa walked to Zhen Bingyu and scanned Ye Mo contemptuously before saluting with his fists. "Goddess Bingyu, let's go together. I know a little about formations, I won't let you lose out."
Zhen Bingyu didn't look at him and stared at Ye Mo for a long while before asking coldly, "You really don't want to go in and test your luck?"