"Attention, the cultivators entering the Death Space have reached a hundred people, the slaughter is about to begin, the slaughter is about to begin."
The voice of number thirty-six rang in Mu Can's ears, on the second day after Mu Can entered, the Death Space had already met the opening conditions.
"Finally, it begins." A resolute look flashed in Mu Can's eyes.
"No matter what, no matter what kind of enemy I face, I must win."
"Dad, wait for me, I will definitely save you."
The Death God Space is a vast space, within which there are mountains, rivers, and even a small desert.
Mu Can cautiously searched in this forest, in this space, anyone you meet is an enemy.
Hearing the rustling sounds from the woods ahead, Mu Can's figure tensed, instantly hiding behind a large tree.
Observing carefully the movement ahead, a cultivator in his thirties appeared in Mu Can's eyesight.
The cultivator was also carefully exploring.
