"Your man is still more handsome, right?" Sun Xiaoyue said confidently.
"You? Forget it. Big Brother Cang Jue is handsome!" Jiang Xiu'er said, her eyes brimming with seduction.
Those words made the other three frown. Sun Xiaoyue was the most speechless of all, secretly thinking, Jiang Xiu'er, did you really come out here to play matchmaker for your sister and Cang Jue?
The four chatted as they went, keeping their attention on Li Tianming, so they were not nervous.
However, the Mapleblue Sword Valley sword cultivators ahead of them were already drenched in sweat and pale-faced as they ventured deeper.
At their current location, the bloody holes around them were covered in crimson fuzz. The fuzz swayed continuously, exuding bloody vapors. Other than that, there was no movement. The entire blood path was so quiet that it felt deathly still!
The more deathly still it was, the more terrifying it became.
"Something's not right..."
"Senior Brother Swordmaster, we can't go any deeper."
"Should we tell the Myriadpath Valley lords that this is already the limit?"
As they stared into the crimson abyss below, their scalps had begun to tingle.
Yuelan Feng shook his head. "You're too naive. Us saying it's dangerous doesn't count."
"What would count, then?"
"Actually facing danger!" Yuelan Feng said.
"Senior Brother, you mean we have to enter danger ourselves, and they have to see it with their own eyes before they'll leave?" a female sword cultivator asked sorrowfully.
"Yes," Yuelan Feng said.
"This is Myriadpath Valley! This is the place where ten thousand paths converge! For thousands of years, not only have they never helped us, every time someone comes, they strip us clean once more, making our snow-covered mountains even frostier!" A younger sword cultivator's eyes had reddened.
"Junior Brother, you can't put it that