Two days later.
At the entrance to the first layer of the Nine-Layer Deathlands, a winding path stretched deep into the mist.
Everything in the distance lay shrouded in layers of fog, impossible to make out clearly.
Groups of travelers passed along the path from time to time, some numbering three or five, others more than a dozen.
They came from cities and races all across the Netherworld, bringing a little life to this eerie, terrifying place.
"There's something strange about this mist. Hold hands with one another. I won't accompany you during this training expedition. True experts must all endure trials of life and death.
"With your strength, nothing should go wrong as long as you stay alert."
Watching the groups around them enter the mist, Xiao Tianhao solemnly warned Xiao Ning'er and the others.
"Understood!" The women naturally understood his good intentions, and their expressions grew serious.
This time, Xiao Tianhao did not intend to explore the Nine-Layer Deathlands together with the women.
There was little danger in the first few layers. They were all fairly strong, and they also wore demi-god level Battle Armor. Unless they encountered a demi-god level expert, they were almost certain to be safe.
Xiao Ning'er, Huyan Lanruo, Yang Xin, and the others needed to learn to train on their own. Otherwise, their temperaments would remain lacking, hindering their future growth. Xiao Tianhao did not want them to become flowers sheltered in a greenhouse.
Goddess Yu Yan descended from high above and sat on Xiao Tianhao's shoulder.
Looking at everyone, she said excitedly, "Tianhao, I can sense something inside drawing me toward it. I'm going in first."
Her words drew everyone's attention, and Xiao Tianhao asked her a question.
"Do you know what it is?"
Goddess Yu Yan shook her head.
"But I