Chu Zhiyuan thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "Let's forget it."
Huang Zhengyang widened his eyes, looking at him in confusion, puzzled by his refusal.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "I've also seen that place. It's indeed strange, and I'm not confident."
Huang Zhengyang quickly said, "Brother Chu, you possess secret techniques and spiritual treasures, you might still have a chance to get something good, even something of the Divine Race."
He continued, "There are indeed traces of the Divine Race there."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded and said, "The things of the Divine Race are indeed tempting, but the more alluring it is, the more afraid I am that I won't be able to resist the temptation and take risks, possibly losing my life."
"...What you said is true," Huang Zhengyang sighed. "If it weren't for the Court's pressure, I might also be tempted to enter again."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "For wealth, humans die; for food, birds perish. No one can resist their nature."
