The Heavenly Demons are scattered all around, like cold-blooded predators waiting for their prey to expose the soft belly beneath their hard shells.
At this moment, they will pounce without hesitation, killing them all, leaving none alive.
Ding Wujian and the other six looked deathly pale, their eyes filled with despair.
They had persevered for so long, hoping for reinforcements, but no one came to help them.
Someone once approached here midway, but instead of helping, they quickly retreated, fearing those Heavenly Demons would target them.
By now, nearly a day had passed since the three-month mark, and presumably, everyone who entered the Secret Realm had already withdrawn, and the entrance to the Secret Realm had been closed.
They were now permanently trapped in this Secret Realm, and no one would come to rescue our group anymore.
