Before long, it was Jiang Yan's turn.
"Show me your pass."
The gatekeeper glanced at Jiang Yan's outfit, surprise flashing through his eyes, but he said nothing.
Jiang Yan took out his golden pass.
The moment the pass appeared, it radiated a dazzling glow, looking impressively extravagant.
The gatekeeper's expression changed. "A Permanent Pass?"
The way he looked at Jiang Yan gained several degrees of respect.
Anyone with a Permanent Pass was either wealthy or noble!
His attitude immediately took a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.
"Brother, Killing Intent runs rampant in the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground. I'd advise you to put on a Protective Suit."
Jiang Yan shook his head and said blandly.
"Can you return my pass now?"
"Uh... of course."
Jiang Yan took back the pass and stepped into the ring of light ahead.
Outside the ring of light, countless eyes remained fixed on the spot Jiang Yan had just left.
"A Permanent Pass!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like some young master from some family came here to train. He really doesn't know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth."
"Um... don't you think that guy looked awfully familiar?"
"Who cares whether he looks familiar? No matter how badass someone is, once they enter the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground, they have to let their strength do the talking.
This is Lord War God's territory. Even if you kill people from the Four Great Academies inside, no one would dare say a word."
The Permanent Pass was a good thing. Many people looked at it with eyes burning red, and one after another began setting their sights on Jiang Yan.
Killing people and seizing treasure were common occurrences in the Hundred Prisons Hunting Ground. Thus, everyone entered the Secret Realm, hoping to find the man holding the