Flame Dragon Cave, Ugly Chicken Is No Good Person

The older one grew in the martial world, the smaller one's courage became.

Qin Yang understood that saying to mean that the stronger one became and the more one learned, the more one could appreciate the terror of certain things.

Now that he had merely brought along the sealed Golden Pig, Qin Yang naturally had no intention of opening the seals on the prison cells here.

He knew his own strength, his strengths, and his weaknesses. When fighting someone, only after roughly understanding the opponent's realm, what they excelled at, and what they did not, could he judge whether they were an opponent without factoring in spur-of-the-moment performance.

Using realm alone to judge approximate combat strength was fine, but using it to decide life and death left far too great a margin of error.

After using the crystal seal on the seventh level as a reference, even though he desperately wanted to know what lay inside the completely lightless sealed cell, his body and hands honestly declared that they were giving up.

He left the dungeon, shut the doors, and offered a few words of encouragement to the Evil Gate Spirit that had faithfully fulfilled its duties.

Qin Yang began constructing a three-dimensional layout of the Netherworld Ship in his mind. After circling the area where the dungeon lay, he marked the space occupied by the dungeon on the mental diagram.

Neither side of the dungeon touched the outermost layer of the Netherworld Ship, nor did its bottom connect to the ship's underside. It was not even situated atop the Dragon Bone.

It appeared to be at the bottom of the Netherworld Ship, yet as a whole it resembled a cube suspended inside the vessel. The actual space it occupied was no larger than a small cabin.

After studying the