Chen Xi withdrew his gaze after he watched Jin Yunsheng’s figure move hastily down the stairway, and then he flipped his palm to reveal a green colored bottle gourd of wine.

He raised his head and took a good drink. The strong and rich wine gurgled down his throat and transformed into warmth that surged through his entire body.

When he finally finished all the wine within the gourd, Chen Xi’s eyes that were deep like abysses had become bright to the extreme.

He casually tossed it away to the side before he glanced at the blood red battlefield in the distance, and the brightness in his eyes gradually vanished and they became calm once more.

This was a form of otherworldly calm, and it was unlike the calm he revealed in the past.

After that, Chen Xi placed his hands behind his back and walked down along the stairway. However, he suddenly stopped when he was halfway down, and he used the tip of his finger to write casually on the stone wall on the side.

A short while later, he started walking down again, and his figure vanished from the stairway.

At this moment, this stone wall that had been inscribed with the words and diagrams from many participants since time immemorial had another row of words on it now — Just staying...