Wu Yu was merely jesting in the beginning. Xiao Yili had actually thought it to be true right now.

"The river flows east for 30 years and then it flows west for 30 years. In this world, things change rapidly. You could never have imagined this with your arrogance and tyrannical personalities. Every dog has their day."

No one could have imagined this tomb would have contained such a spirit design.

Xiao Yili was as white as snow, her whole body shivering with tears and mucus flowing profusely across her face. She had lost all of her previous dignity and composure, much less the other two female cultivators. 

Perhaps they were willing to do absolutely anything at this point.

In this deserted and dark tomb, they continued to crawl backwards in trepidation.

Their terrified gazes reflected Wu Yu's unrelenting and chilly shadow.

"Wu Yu! I admit my loss! Don't kill me. I can promise you that once I'm out, I will never look to trouble you again. All of our enmities can be written off in a single stroke.

"Furthermore, don't think that no one would find out if you were to kill me here One day, something will be leaked...