The Flame Bird dashed over. It stopped in a place about ten meters from the Frost Blood Python as Qiao Yunxi asked in a loud voice, “What’s your next plan, Yin Yanan?”

Yin Yanan glanced at the six discarnate souls, which were now hovering around them at a safe distance. A bitter expression filled the corner of her mouth as she said, “Plan? What plan can I have? I wanted to get out of here, but that doesn’t seem to be an option anymore.”

The Frost Blood Python had ...