Fang Yun said, "By now, the Seventh Frost Lord and those Star Demon Barbarians should have made their choice. Whether they entered or left, it has already been decided, so there is no harm in telling you. Others don't know what that place is, but I recognized it. It is the Soul-Suppressing Corridor!"
Hu Li shuddered. "Though I don't know exactly what the Soul-Suppressing Corridor is, the name alone sounds ominous."
"More than ominous. Every race has towering figures who are extremely difficult to kill. Even after they die, their will and power can endure. In a sense, as long as a single strand of their hair remains in the Myriad Worlds, those figures can be called immortal and indestructible. Take a simple example: an Ancient Demon Ancestral Emperor once fell, and no one paid it any mind. But three thousand years later, his remains and blood absorbed the power of the stars and coalesced into an evil god that wreaked havoc across the Myriad Worlds. In the end, it took three Ancestral Emperors joining forces to suppress it, yet even they could not destroy it completely," Fang Yun said.
Hu Li asked tentatively, "Then is the Soul-Suppressing Corridor a place for imprisoning those great figures?"
"The Soul-Suppressing Corridor serves many purposes, but its main function is to form an endless maze around Soul-Calming Mountain. Even the souls of those great figures cannot escape. Together with Soul-Calming Mountain, it effectively keeps them imprisoned forever. Before the Ice Gate opened, I truly hadn't thought it was the Soul-Suppressing Corridor. After all, Soul-Suppressing Corridors are even rarer than Ancestral Emperor Ruins. An Ancestral Emperor might have countless residences throughout his lifetime, and almost any one of them could count as a ruin. But when the Ice Gate opened and the Soul-Calming Talisman