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Dugu Yamo's heart lurched. "Are those lights an indication of how many floors we've passed?"1

She was only guessing, but as soon as she said it, the others all stared at her, making her heart race.

She looked at the others in confusion. "Why are all of you looking at me like that?"

Feng Xun said, "Why do I feel that what you said made sense?"

Jun Linyun nodded as well. "I think Dugu Yamo is right, too."

Dugu Yamo said, "If that's the case, does that mean that the Chosen Team is on the fifth floor already? I hope that I'm wrong."

However, at that moment -

Dugu Yamo suddenly spotted a familiar figure on the other side.

Once the fog dissipated, they could see the other side more clearly.

And that person was -

"Isn't that Feng Liu?"

On the other side of the separated building, Feng Liu was walking up the stairs when Dugu Yamo spotted her.

They weren't that far from each other. They were only less than 100m apart, and with their sharp eyes, they could see the expression on each other's faces.

When Dugu Yamo spotted Feng Liu, Feng Liu spotted her as well.

She tugged at Sefiro and beamed at her. "Princess, princess, look. That's the Survival Team over there."

Everyone in her team turned around and gave the other team condescending looks.

Sefiro said, "Gosh, they're only on the third floor."

Feng Liu put on a concerned look. "What happened? Why are they still on the third floor? It's been quite a while already."

Sefiro said, "It seems that they're moving toward the fourth floor now."

Feng Liu said, "The fourth? Awesome. We're on our way to the sixth."

Ranmil saw the three lights and smiled coldly.

"Feng Wu, why bother struggling if you know you're going to die?"

"Although," the second prince said seriously, "they're in Hell Mode. I didn't expect them to be able to reach the fourth floor. I thought that they would still be wandering around the first floor now."

Even the quiet Master Jue said, "That's right. They're only two floors behind us. Don't underestimate them."

Hearing that, Ranmil and the others looked concerned.

Seeing the look on Ranmil's face, Sefiro chuckled. "Sister, you're our great leader. It's not like they would follow Feng Wu's instructions over there."

Feng Liu said, "Of course it's not her. She's so weak and so proud. If she's the leader, they would still be on the first floor now. I think the leader is either Feng Xun or Xuan Yi."

Sefiro nodded. "Absolutely. It can't be Feng Wu."

Hearing this, Ranmil didn't look so frustrated anymore.

She said indifferently, "We should look ahead of us, not over our shoulders. We'll soon reach the top floor."

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