Demon King Black Tortoise

Qin Yu frowned and did not continue to attack.

There was no time to waste now. With so many cultivators fighting over this demonic ginseng, they might not even be able to get a glimpse of it if they went late.

With the Shrinking Ground Into An Inch, he landed on a lotus leaf.

He tore apart the restriction outside and stepped inside.

"Big Brother, I didn't offend you just now."

The male cultivator, with a sneaky appearance and shifty eyes, who controlled the lotus artifact exclaimed in fear.

He was also one of the spectators just now. Qin Yu could take an arrow from Xing Mou. Such strength was not something he could resist at all.

"Cut the crap. Take me to the sixth level of purgatory."

Qin Yu shouted coldly. It was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. He would probably be lying somewhere now if he were weaker.

"Yes, yes. As long as you don't kill me."