eld, capturing a sect's stronghold wasn't easy. Once their defensive formation was activated, it became impenetrable, like solid gold. This was because the cultivators of the Lingxi realm had limited...Lu Ye felt a powerful force grab him, dragging him forward involuntarily. Gritting his teeth against the pain in his chest, he asked, "Yang Guan, where are we going"

"Cut the crap!" Yang Guan shouted angrily, walked a few steps, then looked at the mining basket behind Lu Ye: "Throw it away."

Lu Ye didn't dare to disobey. He untied the miner's cage and threw it on the ground, but he didn't throw down his pickaxe. Yang Guan just glanced at him and didn't say anything more.

Go deep into the unknown, the light behind you fading away.

So here, mining, if you don't follow the trail of torches, it's easy to get lost.

Once a commoner, reduced to the status of a mine slave, loses their way in this place, the consequences are easily imaginable.

In the mouths of those who were enslaved in the mines, lit passageways were known as bright roads, while those shrouded in perpetual darkness were called dark roads.

Often there are cases where torches run out, the bright path turns dark, and slave miners lose their way and starve to death.

As Yang Guanxi walked, Lu Ye noticed something strange. Yang Guanxi kept looking back over his shoulder, his expression tense.sion on her face, with tear stains around her eyes, forming a stark contrast to the boy's innocent features.>There is more than one person lurking here, even more than two!The Great Bodhisattva's Terr...