Next, Yang Chen found several more people and asked them quite a bit about Bloody Purgatory. By the time he felt he had asked enough, Wang Zhifan had also returned from the Taiyi Sect Alliance.
After Wang Zhifan returned, the group spoke much less.
Yang Chen knew that they did not dare defy Wang Zhifan, and he did not wish to implicate them. Since Wang Zhifan disliked the sight of him, he could not be bothered to waste more words. In the middle of the night, he quietly left the group.
After leaving, Yang Chen set his sights on the towering mountain.
His thoughts were the same as everyone else's here: to leave Bloody Purgatory.
The only way to leave was to reach the summit of this towering peak. As for pledging allegiance to Purgatory Gate afterward, that could be set aside for now. If he wanted to leave, he first had to reach that height.
Yang Chen was also deeply curious, even somewhat expectant.
Just how terrifying were the experts within Bloody Purgatory?
He had always believed his Dao Intent was strong enough. Often, he had not even known how to make a breakthrough. But now, he had found a point from which to break through.
Others could unleash their potential in Bloody Purgatory. Why couldn't Yang Chen?
Yang Chen made his way to the foot of the towering mountain.
His late true god stage cultivation drew the attention of many people.
Yang Chen sensed it clearly. Quite a few people watched him with ill intent, all harboring thoughts of making a move. However, Yang Chen kept his Mystic Fire Origin released at all times, forcing many who harbored malicious designs to abandon their venomous intentions.
As the essence of the sun, the Mystic Fire Origin was highly intimidating.