Chapter 5867

Liu Wenyuan didn’t dare ask any further questions and quickly replied, “Yes. I’ll notify them immediately.”

Elder Poison Heart stared at the flickering candlelight in the secret chamber, the corners of his mouth curling into a cruel smile.

“Chen Ping… This elder is quite curious to see how many breaths you can last under the Netherworld Three Killing Formation. When you die, your soul will nourish this elder…”

“Heh… heh…”

Cold laughter echoed through the chamber, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When Chen Ping and the Red Cloud Demon Lord once again stood outside the eastern gate of Sandstone City, both were fully prepared.