Deep within the dark, unfathomable Dao Prison, seven ancient Wuji figures led the way ahead. Their footsteps were heavy and slow; every step was torment beyond measure, as though they were treading on thin ice.
Beneath their feet lay an eternally unchanging expanse of dark void. On either side, Epoch Law Chains crisscrossed in dense layers, their icy, sinister aura of confinement wrapping around their bodies and weighing heavily upon their Dao Foundations, making their souls tremble.
After endless ages, they had once again set foot upon this road of certain death, where dozens of peers had been buried.
The horrific scene from back then, when the Chaos Origin had suddenly gone berserk and devoured everything, remained deeply etched into their souls even now, never fading.
It was primordial Chaos might that even Hunyuan Wuji could not resist, the ultimate burial ground of the great powers from the old era.
Back then, the seven of them had fortunately retreated a single step and barely preserved their miserable lives until now. Yet today, Xuan Qing had threatened them with his spear and forced them to storm this forbidden land of certain death once more.
Every step forward filled them with fear!
Suppressing the overwhelming terror and indignation in his heart, Sky Shadow secretly transmitted his voice to several people, his tone filled with extreme anxiety and despair:
"Dao Mie, we have been forcibly driven into the Source Forbidden Zone. This time, we are undoubtedly doomed!"
"We were lucky to survive last time, but now that we have ventured deep into its heart, once the Origin erupts again, our fate will be no different from those fellow Daoists who perished back then!"
Dao Mie cast him a faint sideways glance, his eyes full of cold helplessness.
How could he not know that