Chapter 97: 97. The Little Immortals' Family Who Perfunctorily Pretend to Fight

"Your ability to eliminate it actually involved some luck. Back then, our fathers and mothers all died in there, so we have no idea what the malevolent spirit eventually became. We only know how to break the array…"

When I heard this part, I was stunned—it meant that if the malevolent spirit had become enlightened at that time, not in a weakened state, but had absorbed the spiritual energy here to cultivate, then I would probably not be a match for it.

And none of these second-generation rich here would have expected to survive either.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath. Thank goodness the god of fortune was always on my side, otherwise, no amount of lives would have been enough to sacrifice in there.