"What would he decide? Black Wind Ridge?"
Wei Lang's brow furrowed even deeper.
Seeing the strange look on his face, Jiang Fan felt a thread of vigilance rise within him.
"Senior, could there be something wrong with Black Wind Ridge?"
Wei Lang clasped his hands behind his back and gazed into the distance.
"That Black Wind Ridge is indeed a perilous place!"
"Yin winds howl there all year round, miasma fills the air, the terrain is complicated, and demonic beasts often appear!"
"Even ordinary Void Realm cultivators would not dare enter lightly!"
"As for that so-called ancient ruin, I have heard of it as well!"
"However, it is no great expert's residence. It is merely the remains of an ancient battlefield. Not only is it unlikely to contain any inheritances or treasures, it is also fraught with danger, with many residual formations and restrictions!"
"In short, going there carries immense risks and meager rewards!"
"Personally, I would not recommend it!"
He turned to look at Jiang Fan.
"Although your cultivation has recovered, your Great Dao Mark is gone, and your strength has been greatly diminished!"
"If you rashly enter such a dangerous place, I fear you will find it extremely difficult!"
"Moreover, within cities and towns, Xiao Yun is still somewhat restrained by the Laws!"
"Once you enter that forbidden land, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, even with my deterrence, he may find countless chances to make you fall!"
Wei Lang's warning was like a basin of cold water poured over Jiang Fan's heart.
He had originally thought it was a land of opportunity, perhaps one that held a chance for him to cultivate the Great Dao anew.
He had not expected it to be so ordinary, much less filled with so many dangers.