Looks Like the Devil Race Has Found Us
Shang Chenzong asked with a wry smile, "I'm afraid I didn't even last a single breath in there, did I?"
Bi Fan comforted him. "It was the same for me the first time I went in. The flames inside are actually spiritual power compressed to its absolute limit, so their attack power is immense. If you can endure them and refine them, the rewards are considerable."
Xi Boyun came over and looked at their two shiny bald heads, laughing. "Now I understand why Big Brother doesn't have a single hair on his head."
Wu Qinghong laughed heartily. "Being bald has its perks, too. It makes you look a lot more spirited!"
As a bald man, he was undoubtedly the most experienced one there.
Bi Fan smiled and once again reminded everyone to be careful inside. Otherwise, one moment of carelessness could really get them melted.
Everyone nodded solemnly. Jin Shanshan tilted his head and asked, "By the way, Big Brother, can several people cultivate in there at the same time?"
Bi Fan froze. He truly wasn't sure about that, so he looked to Xuan Chen.
The latter understood and smiled. "Of course. The intensity of the flames inside doesn't change according to cultivation level. As long as everyone's willing, any number of people can go in."
"Then I'm going to give it a try!" Jin Shanshan eagerly charged inside.
Everyone watched instinctively, wanting to see how long he could last. But his figure only darted around inside for a moment before he came sprinting back out without stopping.
"Damn, that hurts! It hurts so much!" Jin Shanshan howled as he ran. "Is this really a place where people can cultivate? It's terrifying!"
"Of course it is," Bi Fan said with a smile.