章 1882: It Is Really Weird

Bodhisattva Xuan Jing saw that Su Mo was of the lowest cultivation out of everyone there. He was only of Level 8 Martial Honoured Realm, and as such, the former had to say something.

It was not that he was always a good man. He just knew the dangers of Ancient Dream Forbidden Land. The chances of warriors who were of lower than Martial Sage Realm cultivation walking out of there alive were almost non-existent.

If saving someone could be done with a Seven Level Pagoda, he naturally would not speak as if it were possible.

As such, he casually advised Su Mo.

Hearing Bodhisattva Xuan Jing's words, everyone looked at Su Mo.

Many people looked disdainful. A Level 8 Martial Honoured Realm warrior actually wanted to enter the Ancient Dream Forbidden Land. Was he not courting his own death?

Other than Su Mo, the lowest cultivation was of a Sage-to-be. Furthermore, they were Sage-to-be's with powerful combat powers and they were only a handful.