Brothers Fated to Kill Each Other

They stepped into a new space, and sure enough, it was still those two bastards.

Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian lowered their heads together, already despairing.

When he looked up, Lu Chengwen was startled. "Senior Disciple Brother, why is your face swollen? What happened to your arm?"

Long Aotian looked at Lu Chengwen for a long time. "Nothing."

"No, when we split up just now, you didn't look like this!"

"Mind your own business!" Long Aotian snapped.

Hua Xuening walked straight up to the Ape Statue and slapped it twice. "Wake up! Wake up! What's wrong with you? You're already a stone statue, yet you're still lying? Didn't we come back here again!?"

The Ape Statue raised its head. "Huh? I think I've seen you before!"

"Is your brain solid all the way through?!" Hua Xuening said. "What is wrong with you? My master can make you smarter. How about you—"

Lu Chengwen hurried over and pulled Hua Xuening back. "No, no. Definitely not this one."

At that moment, the Dragon Statue opened its eyes as well. "Another group of young people. Ah, it's only been twenty years since the last time!"

Long Aotian was stunned when he heard that. "Just tell me straight. How many years of my lifespan did I lose this time?"

The Dragon Statue ignored him completely. "There's no sense of time in this damn place. Seeing people come in truly makes me happy!"

Lu Chengwen was growing unbearably irritated. "Do you two actually want to find the divine artifact or not?"

"It depends on fate," the Ape Statue said. "Not necessarily."

Lu Chengwen turned and walked to the foot of the wall, sat down with his back against it, lowered his head, and sank into despair.

Long Aotian panicked. "Senior, Senior..."

The Dragon Statue said,