A Small Punishment

Danbao saw the disdain in the eyes of the two, but he didn't bother to argue. He simply relayed the information from this place back to the Qishen Temple.

The Holy Land of the Polunga Clan had three Fifth Tribulation realm powerhouses mobilized and were heading towards this place.

It would take just a quarter of an hour to arrive.

Meanwhile, Jian Wushuang and Wu Li were still foolishly boasting about the Frost Demon Clan.

"It's not an exaggeration. If this Gula reaches its peak state, its divine power is estimated to be over a million!" Jian Wushuang bragged.

"Can that increase by 300,000?" Wu Li asked.

"If you haven't encountered it, you wouldn't know!" Jian Wushuang continued boasting. "Back in the day, when I was... when I was battling in the Outer Domain, I encountered a Frost Demon Clan."

"The Outer Domain?"