The Dungeon's upgrade brought not only greater authority for its holder, but also higher Player levels.
If they stayed away from Sifang Palace and excluded the Black Shirt Player, this mental Dungeon wasn't all that powerful. Evolved Players had all strengthened their minds to some degree, and with a few special methods, they could make it to the end.
But getting close to or entering Sifang Palace was another matter.
Brother Xiaoyun seemed tempted by what he said, but quickly regained his composure. "Even if it's not that powerful, you can't do it alone, can you? The best you can hope for is to get out alive."
That was right. For Players, the goal in this Dungeon was to get out alive. But the people who originally lived in Sifang Palace City might have to repeat this kind of life for years, even decades, without ever being able to leave the county.
"How would you know without trying?" Xu Huo returned to the subject at hand. "You can stay conscious. Are you sure the Divine Eye shares what you see with your own eyes, too?"
"A Player once died that way. Near Sifang Palace, the Black Armored Men didn't notice her, but I accidentally opened my eyes and saw her." Brother Xiaoyun lowered his head slightly, then added, "Besides, I didn't figure this out myself. Another Player told me. When the sacrifice ends tomorrow morning, whether you're conscious or not, your eyes will turn out like ours."
"So only your vision is shared? Things you hear, and whether you're conscious, aren't?" Xu Huo asked.
Brother Xiaoyun hesitated. "I think so."
"You said earlier that you went to Sifang Palace with a Player. Do you know how to get inside?" Xu Huo asked.
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