As Chen Feng cultivated himself, he observed the cultivators who came in the same way he did. It did not take long before several years went by. Some, like Chen Feng, chose to cultivate quietly. Some were unable to hold themselves back and tried to leave. Some wanted to enter deeper into the mountain range. Without exception, all who did not stay were killed.

One of them happened to be a mid-level Heavenly Immortal. He was very strong, so much so that he could even grab Chen Feng’s attention. Given the cultivator’s strength, he should be able to massacre those soldiers. Unexpectedly, a sword light of destruction would appear out of nowhere to reduce the mid-level Heavenly Immortal to ash.

That incident didn’t just shock the other cultivators. Even Chen Feng was shocked to see that.

This is bad! It could actually instantly kill off a mid-level Heavenly Immortal! If I had taken action back then, I would have died. Thinking about that caused Chen Feng to break out into a cold sweat.

I should just focus on cultivating myself.

However, after spending tens of years cultivating there, Chen Feng felt somewhat concerned.

It is unlikely that the other party would continue to keep us here forever. However, I don’t think I’ll be able...