Hearing Yi Feng's slightly excited question, the few of them froze in bewilderment.
Thinking he had misunderstood, Lin Ruowei explained solemnly.
"Fellow cultivator, we are trapped in this mine, forced to perform grueling labor every day. Even though our true bodies have been reborn, it is still truly difficult to endure..."
"Earlier, some people tried to escape the mining grounds, only to be immediately captured by the sentries who appeared. Their fate remains unknown to this day. Judging by such ruthless methods, they have likely already perished in Dao Dissipation."
"This humble woman is truly ashamed. I never imagined that even you would be dragged into this."
Cheng Yuxun also spoke at the right moment, taking part of the blame upon himself.
"Please forgive us, fellow cultivator."
"No matter what, we have caused you to fall into such circumstances. Before long, sentries will likely appear and seize you, leaving you to remain with us in these pitch-black mining grounds forever. This is all because I failed to think things through!"
"If you wish to kill or flay me, I will have no complaints!"
By the end, both of them had lowered their heads, not daring to face Yi Feng. Their voices had sunk to the depths, and they merely waited for his anger to erupt.
Yet what they had not expected was for Yi Feng to whoosh away.
And he was flying toward the center of the mine.
"Fellow cultivator, what are you doing!?"
"Yeah, what is he doing? Could he have been angered out of his mind?!"
The three of them were terrified, staring wide-eyed after him.
At that moment, Yi Feng's spirits soared, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.
Flying above the mine, he looked down at the countless cultivators laboring below. A sharp gleam burst