Ye Xiwen finally understood what the Flame Lord had meant by saying that if he had the guts, he could use it inside.
Once he put on this Cultivation Vest, his strength would be sealed. This Ancient Road had already been fraught with danger; with this, it would be nothing short of courting death.
"Thank you, Your Excellency, for granting this to me!" Ye Xiwen took a deep breath and accepted the Cultivation Vest. This was no ordinary vest—it represented his acceptance of that danger.
"If one does not enter the tiger's den, how can one catch the tiger cub? A few hundred years from now, I believe you will undergo a transformation as profound as shedding your mortal body and exchanging your bones!" The Flame Lord nodded in satisfaction. Though this Cultivation Vest looked crudely made, as if it had been picked up off the street, could a vest capable of sealing a god's strength possibly be ordinary? It was not a divine artifact, yet it was more precious and more powerful than many divine artifacts.
Even its materials were exceedingly rare, so ordinary people had no chance to wear a Cultivation Vest. It was enough that Ye Xiwen understood the deeper meaning behind it.
"Enough. I'll activate the formation. Go on your own!" The Flame Lord formed another intricate seal, and the entire formation began to erupt with waves of astonishing radiance.
Ye Xiwen knew the formation had been activated. Without the slightest hesitation, he strode forward and charged straight into it.
Whoosh!
His figure was instantly teleported away.
"Make sure you come back alive!" the Flame Lord said slowly. Sending him down this road, he did not know whether it was right or wrong. Since this Ancient Road had first been discovered, no one knew how many