"Who would dare to come here again in the future!"
"Yes! This is too strange. Please tell the Giant Spirits, rest assured, we will definitely not venture into this place again."
"Let us leave quickly!"
Many cultivators expressed their firm determination to leave. This place was nothing short of a nightmare for them, not only were they nearly killed by the Giant Spirits, but they were also almost sacrificed by the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage, the Meat-Winged Monster, and the Demon Race!
Xiang Beifei didn't care whether these Yi Tribe cultivators were sincere or not, nor did he care if they would ever return. After all, he was just responsible for reminding them. The Giant Spirits are incredibly powerful; they could seek death if they wanted to.
He looked up at the sky, where thick, massive iron pillars still locked this place tightly. However, he already knew how to unseal it.
Buzz!
