"We won't be stuck here forever, will we?" Bai Feng whispered into Jiang Xiaobai's ear.
Jiang Xiaobai shook his head; the Heavenly Prison couldn't confine him. If he wanted to leave, he could do so anytime.
"If you never leave, then what is the point of cultivating, no matter how good your cultivation becomes?"
The man laughed heartily, "We cultivators pursue supreme cultivation, to live as long as the heavens and earth. Even if we can't get out, what harm is there? In this world, there are cultivators who, for the sake of cultivation, can dedicate themselves to closed cultivation for tens of thousands of years!"
This was indeed true; Jiang Xiaobai and the others had encountered one such person before — that Crazy Blade fellow who closed himself off for ten thousand years.
"If the Ice Emperor drives you out, what are your plans?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.
