Earthly Demon Puppet Grand Formation

Lu Yuan could enter dungeons on his own.

Unfortunately, the strength he displayed to the outside world was only that of a Dou Huang.

To pass through the spatial barrier within the Magma Pool, either a Dou Zong had to act or a Dou Zong had to carry someone through. There was basically no loophole for anyone to exploit.

If one were an independent cultivator, then at this point, they could only leave things to fate.

However, Lu Yuan was not an independent cultivator. He had teammates to help him.

Thus, after batch after batch of cultivators who had obtained inside information jumped into the Magma Pool, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan also assigned Dou Zong-level Death Guard escorts to their own people whose cultivation had not yet reached the Dou Zong realm. More accurately, though, these Dou Zong Death Guards could not really be considered guards. They were all geniuses of their respective races. However, their races had submitted to the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, so Jiu Feng had little trouble ordering them around. Fundamentally, though, they were still explorers from their own clans.

They were also legitimate participants in this expedition.

That was the cruelty of the cultivation world.

Unless an individual's talent was strong enough, it was almost impossible to alter the fate of an entire clan through one person's talent alone.

No one was stupid.

The geniuses who dared to resist had all died young.

As for whether they had truly died young or been made to die young, that was not important.

They were dead.

What was the point of dwelling on it?

Only geniuses who survived under such circumstances could be considered true geniuses. And geniuses of that caliber usually never lacked discerning investors. Thus, a contradiction emerged—true geniuses would never be snuffed out