Chen Lin observed the Long-Browed Old Cultivator through a puppet from a separate room, but as time ticked by, his expression grew increasingly grave.
On the second day, the man still had not awakened. Chen Lin finally realized something was wrong and sent the Foundation Establishment Puppet forward to check, confirming that the man was dead.
Although he knew full well how dangerous the Nightmare Realm was, having the first explorer die just like that still left him feeling distressed.
However, the man's body had not mutated, which indicated that the scenario inside did not involve any powerful rule force and had little influence on the outside world.
Gathering his spirits, Chen Lin brought three old cultivators together this time and had them project their consciousness into the Nightmare Realm simultaneously, hoping to see whether they could gather in one place.
If they could meet up inside and watch out for one another, their chances of survival should be higher.
A night passed, and Chen Lin's expression turned utterly grim.
Not one of the three had emerged. All had lost their vital signs.
He did not send anyone else in to explore immediately. He waited a day before sending another two inside.
But once again, they vanished like stones sinking into the sea.
Chen Lin sat in the quiet room, his brows tightly knitted.
Even without taking this risk, these old cultivators did not have long to live, but sending them to their deaths like this was no solution. After some thought, he gathered the remaining four and explained the situation.
"There is something I need to tell you. None of the six people who entered that dangerous place before you came out alive. Now, I am giving you two choices."
He glanced at the four and said after a