Supreme Sword Sovereign

Inside the small valley.

"Brother Meng."

Seeing Meng Xing being brought back by Wang Zhi, Yuan Gang raised an eyebrow, half-smiling.

"It's only been a short while, and you look much more haggard."

At this moment, Meng Xing was covered in bloodstains, his expression exhausted, a far cry from the spirited demeanor he had when he first entered the secret realm.

"Yuan Gang!"

Meng Xing's face was expressionless.

"If you brought me here just to mock me, then... farewell!"

"Brother Meng!"

Seeing him about to leave, Chu Kuang slowly stood up.

"Please wait, my senior brother means no harm. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given you that Tianyuan Pill. There's naturally another reason for inviting you here!"

"Speak!"

"Strange..."

Chu Kuang glanced at Wang Zhi.

"Senior brother, weren't you supposed to bring everyone? Why is Brother Meng the only one here?"

"This..."

Wang Zhi hesitated.

"I'm the only one left!"

Meng Xing said flatly, "The others are all dead!"

What!

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

In such a short time... all dead?

"Where's Yang Lin?"

Yuan Gang frowned deeply.

"Why haven't I seen him either?"

"Him?"

Meng Xing glanced at him.

"He should be dead too!"

"Impossible!"

Chu Kuang suddenly realized things were out of control and frowned, "With your and Brother Yang's strength, plus his Blood Pearls, you should be able to fight even against Murong Yan and her group, let alone those monsters. Why... did he die? What exactly happened?"

"......"

Meng Xing remained silent.

How could he explain?

Ten people ganged up on one, only to be counter-killed, and he barely escaped?

He couldn't bring himself to say it!

"Meng Xing!"

Yuan Gang's expression turned cold.

"Think about your current situation! You're on the brink of death, yet you're still putting on airs as the young master?"

"Forget it."

Chu Kuang waved his hand.

"Since Brother Meng doesn't want to talk, I won't force him."