The feminine man stared at the pool for a long time, as if he was observing the underwater situation with his spiritual sense.

"Is this the place where you said the black basilisk is hidden?" The man's voice was clear and magical, as if he could attract everyone's attention as soon as he opened his mouth.

The men and women in white clothes behind him all focused their attention on one of the female disciples. The female disciple took a deep breath and then said, "Master, the black basilisk was found in this pool. Just now.

Those who wanted to steal the treasure chest in the middle were devoured by the black basilisk, and even the corpses were not left behind. Therefore, people from other sects did not dare to come here again. This black basilisk is really weird, Master

Be careful too!"

The female disciple spoke tremblingly. When she mentioned the black basilisk, cold sweat broke out on her body, as if the terrifying scene was still before her eyes.

Master Jun Yimo was a little shocked by this title!

This feminine man looks to be a few years older than me, right? He looks like he's in his early twenties at most!

Could it be that he is an old man with good looks?

But, why do even master-level figures come to participate in martial arts competitions to recruit brides? Or maybe someone has already known in advance that they want to enter this trial space, so their purpose is actually some unknown treasure in the space?

After hearing what the female disciple said, the master's face darkened, and he looked displeased and said sternly, "What? Do you think I can't deal with a snake demon?"

The female disciple was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground and said repeatedly, "I don't dare! I don't dare! I hope Master will forgive me!"

"Hmph! Since you discovered this guy, I'll let you go today. Go down! Listen to me, no matter how powerful this black basilisk is, I'm still here! Don't fight it yet.

He was defeated by the enemy, you know?" The feminine man said loudly in an unquestionable tone, and his temperament did have a leadership style.

"Yes, Master, we all know it!" The disciples responded loudly with clasped fists, their eyes filled with reverence and passion for the man.

The man ignored them and just squinted at the wooden box in the distance and said to himself, "What kind of treasure is this thing that you have to spend so much effort to protect? Haha!"

His voice was very low, and the disciples behind him did not hear his words clearly at all, but were excited about the battle between strong men they were about to see.

Jun Yimo, who was lying in the crack in the wall, looked at them seriously, praying in her heart that they would kill the black snake inside quickly so that she could see what good things there were.

Actually, all the sects had already been here and were beaten away? No wonder there was no trace of them when she arrived.

The group of male and female disciples spread out and stood on both sides of the man, as if forming an encirclement posture.

With the man in the center, they stood around the pool.

These disciples all activated their spiritual power at the same time, and layers of spiritual light flashed around the pool, looking like they were performing some kind of sacred ritual.

And the master suddenly threw a halo-like spiritual weapon, which flew to the top of the pool and spun around in circles.
Chapter completed!