In that instant, Ji Haoyuan's heart instantly froze.
He was well aware that any Demon Cultivator present here had been imprisoned by the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.
The nature of the relationships between the two sides was self-evident.
At this moment, the man with the black rune on his forehead seemed to also sense Ji Haoyuan's oddness.
A trace of a ghostly light emerged in his eyes.
He spoke leisurely, "Fellow cultivator, I know you are a disciple of the Ten Thousand Laws Sacred Land.
But I imagine your standing in the sect isn't too good, right?
I know that among disciples like yourselves in the Sacred Land, the competition is far fiercer than outside.
Right now, I have a way that can quickly help you gain a foothold in the sect, and allow you to advance to Void Refining in a short time. Would you like to hear it?"
The man with the black rune believed.
