Faced with everyone's despair, Chu Mo's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in delight:
"Senior, are you saying that there is indeed a chance to become an immortal here, but one simply cannot leave, is that right?"
"Still can't get out...that's all? What's the use of becoming an immortal if you can't get out? You're such a fool!"
The mad old man was so angry that he puffed out his beard and glared at his face, as if someone had stepped on his tail.
He, who was about to leave, turned around angrily and came to Chu Mo's side, pointing at him and shouting defiantly:
"Kid, tell me what you mean by 'just can't get out'? If we could get out, would we still be sitting here waiting to die every day?"
"Uh, senior, just because others can't get out doesn't mean I can't either."
Chu Mo's eyes darted around, and he smiled confidently, continuing:
"Once my cultivation reaches the Tribulation Transcending Realm, I can use ancient secret techniques, and there's a certain chance I can take everyone out with me."
"Otherwise, with my talent, how could I have come here at this age?"
Although Chu Mo wasn't sure if the little Qilin could take him out, that didn't stop him from bragging a little.
As for his invincible teleportation array, it had become useless here, making him extremely uneasy.
Everyone was immediately intimidated by him!
The key point is that what he said makes a lot of sense!
At such a young age, he was already able to break through the barrier to get here, and his cultivation level was so high that even they couldn't see through it...
Such a heaven-defying prodigy, whom even they had to marvel at, shouldn't be so foolish, right?
If he really has a way to leave...
Holy crap!!
The former bigwigs imprisoned here were immediately invigorated, and their eyes began to light up.
"Young man... no, young friend... young master, do you really have a way?"
The crazy old man is no longer crazy!
Her eyes were fervent and excited, and she was practically pressed against Chu Mo.
The others, equally excited and breathing rapidly, asked in quick succession:
"Young fellow Daoist, is what you're saying... true?"
"Young friend, you can't lie to us poor old men."
Everyone stared at him expectantly, their eyes filled with eager anticipation.
Chu Mo nodded calmly: "I can't be sure, but I'm about 50-60% confident!"
Are you sure you're not lying to everyone?
A beautiful and melodious sound suddenly came from not far away.
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