Of the powerful figures exiled here, who would submit so easily?
Over countless years, they had searched for every possible way to leave this place, yet they had never managed to cast off their shackles.
Luo Zheng had only just appeared, and already he claimed to have a way to leave this world. Naturally, the exiles found it inconceivable.
Had Luo Zheng not possessed such a special identity, they would probably have driven him out long ago. How would he have had any chance to speak?
"When I first entered this world, I encountered two members of the Warden Clan," Luo Zheng said calmly.
The aged man pondered for a moment, then said, "As the administrators of this world, the Warden Clan rarely shows itself. Even when they do appear, they descend using an ability that renders them incorporeal. Ordinary people cannot detect their presence at all. Are you certain you encountered them?"
The Warden Clan were the jailers of this prison, while the exiles were its prisoners.
These prisoners would stop at nothing to escape. If members of the Warden Clan appeared carelessly, the exiles would likely tear them to pieces in an instant.
Some exiles had even secretly investigated the Warden Clan's home base, hoping to find a way out of this prison, but their efforts had yielded nothing.
Every few hundred years, the Warden Clan would quietly inspect the various clans' bone towers. Each time, however, they descended only as phantom projections, and only powerful exiles like these could detect them.
"I'm certain." Luo Zheng nodded.
"What proof do you have?" the aged man asked.
"They could let me see the Curse Chain. I saw it with my own eyes," Luo Zheng answered.
At those words, all the exiles drew in a sharp breath.
The greatest restraint