Atop the mountain peak, the atmosphere instantly froze. The crowd exchanged wary glances. Only ten of the eleven people present could remain, and everyone wanted to be among those who stayed, not the one forced to leave.
As suspicion grew among the crowd, one Martial Artist pointed at Murong Wanqing and Han Xu behind Shen Haoran and said coldly, "We all went through hell to get to this summit. We nearly died just getting through that Divine Martial pressure, so of course we can't be the ones to leave. But those two women behind Shen Haoran haven't lifted a finger the entire time. They were just carried up here by him. I think the person who leaves should be one of them!"
