The guardian pointed to a gloomy door ahead and laughed, "Your room is here."
Upon hearing this, Ye Hao's heart sank. He hadn't expected that not even top masters here could break these walls, which meant he might be in real danger!
Ye Hao glanced at the pitch-black door, through which chilling winds blew, making his scalp tingle. He couldn't tell if the winds were for ventilation or if they were ghostly breezes.
The guardian chuckled, giving Ye Hao a look, and said, "Kid, consider yourself lucky. You were supposed to share this cell with an old lunatic, but fortunately, that lunatic seems lifeless now and isn't as rampaging as before.
If he goes mad again, the Celestial Prison of the Hidden Realm would quake several times, even needing the Grand Elder to personally suppress him."
The guardian's words made Ye Hao's heart sink again. If that maniac did go crazy, wouldn't Ye Hao be doomed?
Thinking about it, Ye Hao almost considered fighting the guardian and making a run for it.
