War flames will rise, and the struggle belonging to extraordinary geniuses is about to begin!
A group of people are still very young, full of youthful vigor, striding forward. Some have hot blood, some are conceited of their high skills, while others are simply indignant and want to fight.
Of course, there are also discordant voices. As Shi Hao walked side by side with Wang Xi, he whispered, "So many people going in, how many will die? Those with low cultivation shouldn't go, right?"
Beside him, someone didn't like what they heard. Had this guy gotten cold feet before the battle even started?
At this time, they had already reached the vicinity of the Black Great Peak, about to disappear into that light curtain. Entering would mean another world, with life and death unpredictable.
Someone sneered, looking at Shi Hao, and said, "You've got your work cut out for you, trailing alongside Wang Xi, tsk tsk." The person shook their head.