As soon as the words fell, a figure sternly rebuked them.
Under that person's gaze, the figure who had mentioned the Forbidden Ground earlier opened his mouth, then finally sighed.
"You don't need to get so worked up. I was only venting. Something like a Forbidden Ground obviously can't appear again."
"If you didn't like what I said, I'll take it back."
Only after receiving that answer did the hot-tempered figure slowly withdraw his gaze.
Seeing this, the leader said, "Enough needless nonsense. Everyone, enter the game."
With that, several figures flew into the Cosmic Black Hole together.
Falling Meteorite.
After half a year of development, the temporary framework Chen Changsheng had built had grown even larger.
At the same time, Bai Ze rose to his feet, cursing under his breath.
"These bastards, who the hell do they think they are? They actually want to revive the Forbidden Ground."
"Have we been giving them too much face?"
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng glanced at the scene in the Profound Light Mirror and said calmly, "They're merely a group stuck between Immortal King Ninth Grade and the quasi-Emperor Realm. No need to pay them any mind."
"Back then, I destroyed more small Forbidden Grounds like this than I could count. If they dare jump around recklessly, I'll crush them to death with a casual squeeze."
In response to Chen Changsheng's words, Bai Ze said, "I'm not worried about their strength. What worries me is that this way of thinking is dangerous."
"If the ideas of the Forbidden Ground emerge again, won't the Chang Sheng Epoch return to what it used to be?"
"Peace is maintained by order, not by conscience."
"Ever since the Forbidden Grounds were driven away, there has never again been a Dark Turmoil in the Chang Sheng Epoch,