Wu Feng walked up to the Old Monk and asked in a low voice, "Master, can we pass through this temple?"
Wu Feng's whisper made the Old Monk quickly open his eyes.
After opening his eyes, the Old Monk sized Wu Feng up several times, then cast a sidelong glance at Wu before closing his eyes again. He said irritably, "You two want to enter this temple? You're simply asking to die. Leave while you still can."
"The Nine Nether Land isn't a place you people from the mortal realm can trespass into at will. Leave quickly, or you won't be able to leave later."
In this day and age, seeing someone in the Nine Nether Land who cared about other people's safety excited Wu Feng. After all, no matter how he looked at it, the Nine Nether Land was filled with countless indescribable existences. Having someone offer even a little guidance was no small matter.
Wu Feng hurriedly clasped his hands and said, "Master, we really do have an urgent matter and need to pass through this temple, so we have no choice but to do this. How can we get through? Thank you, Master."
The Old Monk opened his eyes again and stared at Wu Feng for a long while. Only then did he smile for the first time. He suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Ah, you really can't tell without looking. But after looking a few more times, I have to say, you're truly delicious."
As Wu Feng listened, he froze slightly when he heard the word "delicious." Then, for some reason, a wave of fear rose in his heart.
"Wu Feng, be careful!"
At the same time, Wu Feng heard Wu's panicked roar beside him.
Wu Feng suddenly felt ripples begin to appear around him.