“Ha ha ha! Kid, you would do well to not ask any more, otherwise do not blame us for attacking you. Although you possess a Prized artefact as a means of protection, your cultivation base is just too low. For us to not gang up on you to snatch your Prized artefact is already good fortune on your part.” The bearded cultivator was the first to speak up.

“Actually, I would suggest that your group leave Demon Soul Valley. The deeper in we go, the more dangerous it will be. Even with our level of cultivation, we don’t know if we can return alive. If you fellows follow us in, there is an 80 % chance that you will all die,” advised the old cultivator.

“You said 80 %. In other words, at least one or two will survive,” someone replied. 

“Sigh! Since you all want to commit suicide, I won’t say anything.” The old cultivator shook his head and went silent.

Chen Feng looked around. There were around 10 cultivators who had condensed out Soulflames. His own group consisted of 8 people. As for the remaining cultivators, there were about 20 of them. They were all at level 4 to 5 of the Concealed stage, a considerable level of cultivation base. However,...