The group pressed on, and after everything they had been through, their behavior changed noticeably. No one rushed ahead recklessly or touched strange objects without thinking.
Everyone examined the road carefully and kept their distance from any suspicious terrain, and their caution cut the number of deaths considerably. Even so, the Abyss God Road was still deadly, and four more cultivators died before they reached the next trial.
By the time an enormous stone tablet came into view ahead, only thirteen people were left. Two large words were carved across its surface, and they looked as though they had been written in blood that had never dried.
A terrifying killing aura poured out of them, and several cultivators were driven back just by looking at the words, their faces turning pale.
Li Yun narrowed his eyes. "Death Arena."
The name alone was enough to make the air feel heavy.
