"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!"
Even before the three entered, they could hear a terrifying wind.
"This is the Yin Wind Hell, specifically designed to test a person's spiritual sense. Why don't you hide in the small world first? Once you're inside, you can't open the small world or the storage bag," Han Feng reminded him.
“No need. My cultivation has recently broken through several levels, reaching the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. To break through to the Immortal King realm, I will need some external help,” said the Ancestor Baohua with unwavering resolve.
"Okay, you can tell me if you can't take it anymore."
During the time Han Feng spent with the progenitor of Baohua, he discovered that the progenitor of Baohua was a good person.
The progenitor of Baohua also made it clear that he would follow him to repay his kindness.
The progenitor of Baohua owes Han Feng far too much, making it difficult to repay it all.
"Why doesn't Ruru enter the small world?" Ancestor Baohua asked with concern.
"No need, Mom, these cold winds won't affect me," Ruru said confidently.
"All right."
The beautiful eyes of the progenitor of the Baohua clan held a strange expression.
The daughter before him might very well be as Han Feng suspected; whether this was a blessing or a curse remained to be seen.
Han Feng and his two companions entered the imperial mausoleum, and immediately saw four characters inside.
"The Hell of Yin Wind".
In the life simulation, Han Feng used Jin Ling to gnaw at the outer stone wall.
They only entered after Jinling had gnawed out a hole that was neither too big nor too small.
The three entered a place called Yin Wind Hell, but they appeared at the front of the area.
So it's not surprising that the three of them didn't see those four words.
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