Duan Suixin asked cautiously.

It is different from other imperial sects whose strength is respected.

In Wanyao Pavilion, whoever can make elixirs is the ancestor.

He, the deputy master of Wanyao Pavilion, must also listen to the advice of the old Medicine King.

The old Medicine King nodded and said: "Don't pay attention to him! I want to see how he destroys my Wanyao Pavilion!"

The other three ninth-level Martial Kings also nodded in unison.

"What King Sedum Medicine said is right!"

"Let's do it this way. Let's see how he, the devil king, can break through the secret realm of my Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion!"

"Let's go and have a look in front of the mountain gate! I really want to know the ridiculous face of that bullshit demon king when he can't break through the secret realm!"

In the end, the words of this ninth-level Martial King were agreed upon by everyone.
Chapter completed!