As soon as Wen Ping finished speaking, the task panel suddenly popped up. Wen Ping glanced at it and saw the numbers starting to soar.
Finally frozen: 19322/100000.
Just in the span of a few words, an increase of nine thousand people.
Although the number was still far from one hundred thousand, this farce had only just begun.
It was at this moment that Wen Ping suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, feeling as though Hellfire had engulfed his heart and was transforming it. Along with the pain, a mouthful of hot blood surged up.
Wen Ping immediately turned around, forcibly swallowing the blood back down, but some still trickled out from the corner of his mouth.
"Sect Leader!"
"Sect Leader, are you alright?"
Yang Lele and the others hurried over to support Wen Ping.
Wen Ping shook his head, squeezing out a pale smile, and said: "I'm fine, Lele, you all head back up to Yunlan Mountain."
Yang Lele quickly asked, "Sect Leader, why?"
