"Fellow Daoist Yang has a point, but this island is so perilous that even without those restrictions, the few of us would still find every step difficult. Finding the entrance to Misty Hall would be easier said than done," the white-haired woman with the jade flute said, shaking her head.
"Aren't you all being far too impatient? You could wait outside for decades on end, yet now that you've entered the island, have you lost the patience you once had? Did you truly think that setting foot on this island meant you could easily enter Misty Hall? If we hadn't been lucky this time, we would all have met our end here. From now on, we need to proceed step by step—first gradually understand our surroundings and identify the dangerous demon beasts here. Avoid provoking them whenever possible. As long as we can ultimately enter Misty Hall, what does spending a little more time matter?"
Chi Yunsang spoke in a grave voice, and everyone's expressions jolted. Even Lu Xiaotian was deeply stirred. As expected of a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator—he truly had a unique way of viewing matters. Lu Xiaotian reflected that, himself included, although everyone had been cautious after landing on the island, they had subconsciously believed that entering Misty Hall was close at hand, perhaps only days away. Who could have known they would encounter such tremendous danger, nearly losing their lives?
Yet precisely because of this, Lu Xiaotian became even more wary of Chi Yunsang's scheming depths. A man who could keep his composure so well, if he ever harbored ill intentions, would be extremely difficult to deal with when coupled with such formidable strength.
"Fellow Daoist Chi is right. We truly have been somewhat impatient. Suffering a setback this time is only natural, and the