After extracting no new information, Sha Jiutong let out a sinister laugh, exerted a forceful kick with his foot, and instantly shattered the man's internal organs, killing him instantly.
Zhao Sheng sighed lightly, scanning the others, and noticed that Gong Sanzhang's expression was anxious, looking as if in despair.
"I knew something was wrong here! We've been in here for less than two months. Yet that dead man said they had been inside for almost five months. A time difference of three months... Hmph, it doesn't match at all!" Gong Sanzhang suddenly yelled hysterically.
"Taoist Sha, Master Hei! If I'm not mistaken, the issue lies with the flow of time. Do you recall how long it took for us to follow those in front into the corridor?"
"Hmm, this humble monk recalls it was about three keystrokes."
"Hehe! Three keystrokes equal 'three months' here. From the time we entered, only two keystrokes have passed in the outside world. Is it really so short?"
