"But the fact that they actually locked the two of us together… does that mean they're certain we absolutely can't break through the Cultivation Level seal?"
"Maybe they just wanted to save on dungeon space."
"..."
Yen Yileng couldn't refute Sui Yi's utterly irresponsible guess.
Who knew what was crammed inside these Foreign Race brains anyway.
People thrown into a cage usually had two states—panicked and terrified of death.
And then there was the kind where Yen Yileng and Sui Yi were, staying calm—at worst, you die once.
Since neither of them was fussing, the place felt especially quiet. So quiet that they could vaguely hear noises from outside...
It was the sound of pain, horror, and miserable howls, or screams.
The stench at the tip of their noses thickened, reek of rot laced with a hint of fresh blood...
