Nangong Wentian glared at Han Yan. Han Yan’s head must have been kicked by a donkey for him to make such a suggestion. Wu Cong, as well as the Combat Soul geniuses from the Shangguan Clan and Myriad Sword Sect were waiting to eat them alive. If they showed themselves in front of these men, only certain death would await them. Even their bodies wouldn’t be left in one piece.
“We can’t go there right now, let’s just wait for Little Chen.”
Big Yellow said.
“It has been three days since Little Chen dived into the magma pool, but he still hasn’t come out. Could there have been any problems?”
Han Yan was a bit worried about Jiang Chen. It wasn’t only he who was worried, in such a situation, even Nangong Wentian was starting to worry.
“Don’t worry, Little Chen has the True Dragon Flame to protect him, and his body is also extremely powerful. The magma won’t be able to hurt him a bit. If my guess is correct, he must have found the Magma’s Heart, and is in the middle of absorbing it. Once he comes out, his cultivation will have reached new heights, and Wu Cong won’t be his match then.”
Big Yellow said while shaking his head. He knew Jiang Chen really well.
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Underneath the ancient black altar, dark fog was hovering around. Everyone were holding their breaths, not daring to say a word.
“What should we do now? We need to act fast, if we don’t leave now, the gate might close at any time.”
Shangguan Yilong said.
“I’ll be the first.”
A genius from the Martial Palace leapt onto the altar. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared right into the black gate. The gate seemed to sway a little, before returning to normal.
“Nothing happened, this is just a gate that leads to the outside world. Let’s go!”
After the first guy left without any signs of danger appearing, more and more people followed behind, dashing right into the black gate and disappearing from the scene. In just a few minutes time, all the Divine Core warriors on the Island of Ice, with the exception of Jiang Chen and his group, disappeared into the black gate.
Wu Cong, together with the ones from the Shangguan Clan and Myriad Sword Sect were still looking at the magma pool. It was still calm, and nothing unusual could be seen.
“Prince, Jiang Chen must have died in there.”