Yue Chuliang's words sounded like she wished Gu Xingmiao was dead. She also realized the ambiguity of her words and quickly said, "I mean, I'm glad you're not dead."

Gu Xingmiao: “…” It just sounds weird no matter how you listen to it.

Before the two of them finished their greetings, her face suddenly changed and her lips turned pale.

"Gu Xingmiao, we must leave here quickly. This world is very strange."

Yue Chuliang quickly glanced at Qi Bufan, his face full of seriousness: "I think the reason why no one has ever obtained old items and blessings in this land is because-"

Before she could finish her words, the heaven and earth shook and the sky darkened.

The sound penetrated the eardrums of several people with irresistible momentum. Amid the roaring buzzing sound, Qi Bufan and Yue Chuliang's faces suddenly turned pale, and some blood seeped out of their noses, ears, and eyes.

Gu Xingmiao also turned pale for a moment, but she did not feel like bleeding from all seven orifices. What she felt was nausea and vomiting, and the strange musical instrument tone appeared in her ears again, even through the noise.

Several people supported the pot for three years, and this pot was like their last support.

What Yuechuliang didn't finish was——

Because no one has ever lived here.

The knowledge and culture here cannot be taken out, let alone interpreted. It is a great secret hidden deep in history and a horrific truth that even their ancestors have never discovered.

If humans try to spy, they will pay an unimaginable price!

After entering this world, all human beings have only one path to follow:

Dead end.

Dead end!

Still a dead end!!!

Here, the human body is as fragile as glass. Any plant, animal, or even ordinary weather can kill a human quickly.