The Final One
"There is still one more…"
Mo Luo and Tang Xinlian's expressions gently changed when they heard that hoarse voice being transmitted from the stone platform. Only Qing Zhi smiled faintly, looking as though he was not surprised by this result.
"Lin Dong, there has not been a single person who has managed to endure fifty Death Qi cleansing from this Death Flame Spirit Pool. The strength of the final one far surpassess that of any previous ones. Should you fail, your body will also be eroded by the Death Qi regardless of how sturdy it is!" Mo Luo warned in a deep voice.
Lin Dong extended his hand from the stone platform. At this moment, his skin had already been eroded by Death Qi and it had turned a little greyish. It seemed like he was enduring a great deal of pain. However, he did not say anything. Instead, all he did was to wave his hand slightly, revealing his stubborn nature that refuses to give up.