Two months passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, while Han Li was quietly breathing and cultivating in the secret chamber, Zhu Guo'er's respectful voice suddenly came from outside:
"Senior Han, Lord Bi Ying has sent someone to request your presence. The time for the battle of the strong has arrived."
"Understood, I will head over right away. I don't know if there will be danger during this journey, so you and Hua Shi should stay here." Han Li opened his eyes calmly and replied.
Then, his body was enveloped in a glow and transformed into an astonishing streak of light, which, after a flash, pierced through the chamber door and vanished into the sky.
Half an hour later, in the largest building resembling a hall at the center of the stronghold, Han Li finally met Bi Ying, Wen Xinfeng, and another tall, thin man with a cold look wearing silver armor.
