Cold Qilin True Man sighed inwardly; the Nine Netherworlds is not a safe place, and injuries and deaths are inevitable.
These vibrant lives, who knows how many of them will return alive.
Back when he entered the realm to comprehend the Earth-born Gold, it happened to coincide with the flood of the Nether River, rampaging powerful Yin Soul Beasts, and various invisible Yin Souls emerging.
That year, only one in ten cultivators who entered the Nine Netherworlds survived.
Those who were given the quota to enter this place were all promising Golden Core seeds from various factions, yet they ended up dying and dissipating, truly making one sigh in regret.
If it weren't for that disaster, the number of Golden Core cultivators in the Red Rock Immortal City area would surely be several more than today.
Unfortunately, when a person dies, it's like a lamp going out; bury the bones in the Nine Netherworlds and all things rest.
