That place was a true purgatory.
Even the supreme-peak experts couldn't guarantee their safety in that place. It was a place where even peak figures like Shan Jun could possibly fall. If they were to fall down there, it was doubtful that anyone would come to their rescue in time, and they might meet their demise.
Dongshen and Wanyan were not very familiar with the Second Prison, so Jian Wushuang recounted the information he had learned from Wu Zuo.
The two had somber expressions, and hesitation filled their hearts.
Cultivators traversed a perilous path, dancing on the edge of a blade with each step, each move a gamble.
But they also calculated their gains and losses.
The inheritance of the Universe Master was undoubtedly important, but compared to one's own life, it seemed somewhat less worthwhile.
Jian Wushuang quickly made up his mind; whoever wanted to go, let them go. He certainly wouldn't.
