Hearing Zhang Qingshan's words, Ye Han frowned and asked, "What went wrong?"
He had asked Zhang Qingshan in the hope that he would use his Fortune and Disaster Prediction divine ability to check whether their way out promised good fortune or disaster.
Who would have thought Zhang Qingshan would say something like that? Had something gone wrong with his divine ability?
Zhang Qingshan nodded. "I can't activate this divine ability anymore. Perhaps burning my lifespan and cultivation during the battle with that Demon Head caused a backlash that damaged my foundation. It isn't responding at all now."
Ye Han's expression shifted at this, and he looked at Zhang Qingshan in surprise. "It's that serious? Can it recover?"
Zhang Qingshan said with easy acceptance, "I don't know. It doesn't matter."
After a pause, he continued, "I feel this divine ability is only so-so anyway. Sometimes it even becomes a burden. Let it recover whenever it recovers. I don't think there should be much danger ahead, right? Most likely, it'll still be that lightning!"
Ye Han nodded at his words. "That's what I think too!"
As they spoke, the two walked toward the breached opening. It had clearly been punched through by a single strike from some powerful treasure or divine ability.
Evidently, the Ice Refining Prince had previously tried other ways to break through the restrictions and escape.
For some unknown reason, however, he had failed.
Ye Han had already killed the Ice Refining Prince, so there was no need to concern himself with that anymore.
Still, Ye Han reasoned that since this place had been used to imprison the Ice Refining Prince, a member of the devil race, it must contain many restriction formations specifically targeting him.
That meant ordinary human cultivators like Ye Han and Zhang Qingshan probably would