"Is it really that dangerous?"
Chen Xuan sat down, placing one hand on Liu Sheng's wrist to check, while asking.
"You saw it too, an Early Ninth Layer killing a Peak of Eighth Layer is like chopping vegetables."
"Even with all his might, the National Preceptor could barely shatter the old thing's conjured phantom."
"The gap between the Early and Middle Ninth Layer is even greater!"
"Hiss..."
Chen Xuan inhaled sharply; he had chatted with Liu Sheng about the National Preceptor before, and although not explicit, he understood that the National Preceptor could temporarily burst out with the strength of an Early Ninth Layer at his limit.
But the cost was huge.
If that's the case, then Zhan Tian is truly in danger this time going to the Blood Cry Realm.
