Mo Liancheng gazed at the God Burying Valley.
The situation in the Holy Land was quite unique; there were no sun, moon, or stars, and the sky was shrouded in white mist. It was impossible to discern the specific hour here.
Xiao An also looked ahead, waiting patiently, "It should be opening soon, right?"
"Isn't there a specific time?"
"No, it will definitely be today—sometimes in the morning, sometimes at noon, and occasionally in the afternoon. If it opens in the afternoon, that's truly troublesome. Entering at night is quite unsafe. I've heard that inside, there are powerful Demon Beasts, the really formidable kind, not like the ones outside. If you accidentally step into the wrong place, you might lose your life."
"People die?"
"Of course people die. I've heard that every time people go in, quite a few die."
Mo Liancheng was puzzled, "Qingyun Hall doesn't care?"
