Mission Hall Genius's Predicament

Mission Hall Genius's Predicament

The Mission Hall had arranged for a group of young geniuses to enter and undergo trials. There had originally been one hundred and fifty people, but now only a little over forty remained.

As for the others, they had either become separated or perished. The losses had been devastating.

Mo Qingyan was among them as well.

Mo Qingyan had previously served as the Grand Hall Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty's Mission Hall branch, and her performance had been excellent. More than half a year after Jiang Chen left the Great Zhou Dynasty, Mo Qingyan had also been transferred to a higher-level region.

Mo Qingyan was a genius valued by the Mission Hall. When this secret realm appeared, the higher-ups of the Nanyuan Prefecture Mission Hall had arranged for Mo Qingyan to enter it, hoping that everyone would encounter opportunities and advance their strength another step.

At the same time, it was also meant to temper them.

However, the secret realm was far too dangerous. Many of the geniuses who entered had died horribly. Now, the dozens of them had been forced into a concealed place, and they had sealed the entrance using various methods. The powerful living creatures outside would not discover their presence so easily.

Even if they did, they would not be able to break in for some time. For the moment, they were safe.

"We have to trust the elders. The people they sent will definitely be able to save us." Mo Qingling spoke seriously.

At a time like this, it was best to calm everyone's hearts. They could not descend into chaos.

"We've been inside for so long. We haven't gained many benefits, but we've been trapped here for more than two months. If this continues, we'll die here sooner or