If given a choice, Handsome Guy would never want to enter that hellish place again in his lifetime. Back then, if it hadn't been for that fierce man named Holy War clearing the path, they would have died inside long ago.
"It seems this prison is far from as simple as we imagined." The old man squinted his eyes, his heart stirred. He had always thought that the Dark Prison was just meant to trap ordinary powerful beings. But now, his thoughts appeared extremely naive; there were too many hidden secrets inside, and he feared that even if he racked his brains, he wouldn't unravel them.
"Don't worry about all that. Let's just focus on finding that demoness. We should stay out of these old monsters' business, or we might lose our lives," Handsome Guy reminded the group, lowering his posture to continue sneaking stealthily.
Meanwhile, the guardian elder had already confronted the three old monsters.
