"Young lady, obviously noticing Xiao Yi's expression, waved her hands repeatedly, "Senior, don't worry, don't worry."
"Are you telling the truth?" Xiao Yi squinted at the young lady and asked.
"The death rate reaches half?"
"Yes." The young lady nodded, "But not necessarily, sometimes only about a third die."
"Sometimes, none die."
"It all depends on luck."
"Therefore, although it seems dangerous, under the rich rewards, countless martial artists come every time the event begins."
"Who knows, maybe they'll get lucky."
"With the foundation and strength of the Fire Teeth Sect, entering it is like stepping onto the broad avenue of martial arts."
"However." The young lady gave a sly smile, looking at Xiao Yi, "Does Senior think he has good luck, or bad luck?"
"According to past events, out of five grand occasions, there was only about one instance where none died and safely left that raging flame."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi frowned.
