If they can first stake a claim in the Secret Realm Space, allowing the family's subsequent arrivals to gradually Master this place.
Such a contribution would be enough for Young Master Milan to surpass other heirs.
Including Oona, who previously had the highest reputation, would have to bow down.
"Hehe."
Hearing this, Milan suddenly felt that the enemy who killed Zhuo Lie became much more pleasing to the eye.
If not for the traces left by the opponent, they would never have found this place.
If they meet in the future, perhaps they could spare the opponent an intact corpse.
"Teacher Ammon, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you later."
Milan said with a smile, in a very good mood.
The gray-clad elder, Ammon, who stood silently on the left, nodded, raised his hand, and then two silver lights pierced through the sky, disappearing in a straight line at a speed surpassing a sonic boom.
