"Those in their positions must attend to their duties. I can understand the Young Tribe Leader. It's only ten thousand years—better than being executed!"
Lu Ren said.
"In that Forbidden Demon Dungeon, living is worse than dying. You'd best prepare yourself mentally!"
The elder let out a long sigh as well, that sigh laden with endless sorrow as he mourned for Lu Ren.
A generation's Demon Saint Son was actually leaving the stage in such a dismal fashion.
Ten thousand years!
Let alone ten thousand years—many geniuses, after being locked in the Forbidden Demon Dungeon for just a dozen years or so, were tortured until they were neither human nor ghost. Simply surviving in the Forbidden Demon Dungeon was incredibly difficult.
Although Lu Ren's Immortal Body was sufficiently formidable, and his Buddha-Slaying Path had reached the fifth stage, many of the cultivators who could survive inside were far from ordinary.
Those imprisoned within had all inherited powerful Bloodthirsty Genes. When those genes erupted with full force, they lost control of their minds. Even through endless slaughter, they still could not regain their reason; they were beings who had truly fallen into demonic madness.
Moreover, their Slaughter Paths had all been cultivated to terrifying heights.
"Throughout my cultivation, I, Lu Ren, have never feared any environment. I could become the Demon Saint Son here, and in the Forbidden Demon Dungeon, I will still be the Demon Saint Son!"
As Lu Ren spoke, powerful confidence radiated from him.
One of the elders summoned a flying demonic sword and leaped onto it. "Demon Saint Son, it will take roughly a month to reach the Forbidden Demon Mountain Range. Use this month well and cultivate!"
"What can I cultivate in one month?"
Lu Ren smiled, took a great stride, and leaped onto the flying