At the entrance of the relic, a large crowd from the ancient Netherworld Sect gathered here, and some of the youthful disciples displayed traces of nervousness and anticipation on their faces, while the elder cultivators mostly bore expressionless faces. In their view, it was already fortunate if one or two of the cultivators who entered managed to come out alive.
And even if they did come out alive, it was not guaranteed that they would have gained anything. It wasn't that they looked down upon those independent cultivators; before this, many disciples from the Blood Demon Sect had already fallen inside. That included even an external elder who was at the peak of the Mahayana phase!
"Brother, do you think this group can bring out any good news?" A woman, about thirty years old, looked at the entrance of the relic, her exquisite brows slightly furrowed, her face showing a hint of anticipation.
