Southern Pond Mountain canyon.

The huge bonfire in the middle swayed under the night wind. Due to the passage of time, the firewood around the bonfire was gradually running out, so it was not as bright as it was before.

Li Hechaos had drunk a lot under the urges of the other elite disciples. The more he drank, the more excited he became. After drinking a mouthful of wine, he looked around and said, “Hey, where did that brat Zhu Liangjun go? He has been gone for so long and hasn't returned.”

The young man that was skinny like a monkey smiled and said, “Senior Brother Li, I think Senior Brother Zhu drank too much and went to hide somewhere. He doesn’t dare to drink more.”

Hearing this, the surrounding disciples all laughed out loud, including Li Hechao.

Boom!

An invisible ripple suddenly spread across the canyon, followed by the aura of a Spirit Core Realm cultivator. The fluctuations of spirit force instantly spread across the entire canyon.

Li Hechao’s expression suddenly changed...