“Don’t tell me that none of you don’t want to see what’s inside?!” Xu Yangyi abruptly turned around and pointed at the tremendous, silent honeycomb wall. His voice became louder. “On this journey, several Fellow Daoists died to get here. None of you want to know what the hell is hidden inside?!”

“Don’t tell me… that none of you have the seeking heart to explore what that great door is for?! Why the government blocked news off from Longsu Province?! What is my master keeping watch over in the sky for?!” 

“Do all of you…” He took a step forward. “Not want to do anything because of the Fellow Daoists who passed away? There’s never any reaping without sowing. If you want to gain something, then you have to pay something. Do all of you… dare not enter to see?”

Nobody spoke, however, the somber and mournful mood vanished off everyone’s faces little by little. It was replaced by a kind of wordless resolution that slowly climbed up their faces instead.

Xu Yangyi measured everyone’s expressions, nonchalant. There were some words that he HAD to say. Apart from himself… no one knew whatsoever that the true Danxia Temple was next! But with their present states, there would only be death after entering! Absent of any hope for life!

Sorrow and frustration were a kind of sickness that would infect...