"There's truly nothing else," the Third Saintess said, terrified.
"Are you sure there's nothing else?" Zhang Xiaohao's eyes turned cold.
"Ah! Don't! There's truly nothing left! If there were, I'd definitely tell you! It's really all gone! I swear by the name of the Demon Ancestor that if I, the Third Saintess, have said a single lie, let the heavens strike me dead with Five Thunderstrikes, and let me die miserably!" the Third Saintess hurriedly swore.
"I ask you, what were you doing in the underground space before?" Zhang Xiaohao asked again.
