Zhou Yan sighed softly, having strategized countless times for this one setup. He had considered various outcomes, and this result was not unexpected, yet there was no way to break it. He could only look for a chance after entering this treacherous land.
This was already the extent of Zhou Yan's efforts, and he could go no further.
After all, even with scheming and setting traps, there are always unexpected elements; nothing can be completely strategized.
Zhou Yan felt a bit regretful but not disappointed. After entering this perilous Land of Silence, he immediately felt as if his body was wrapped in incredibly heavy shackles, making each step difficult.
In the depths of the annihilated void, a massive blood-red river resembled chains of order, sealing and locking the soul of a gaunt elder with red hair.
The elder's body was massive as if Heaven and Earth Derivation, capable of standing lofty like the sky and stepping down like the earth.
