Cale smiled with genuine amusement, a expression of pure malevolence that belonged more to a demon than to a human.
"Hehe, if I don't descend into hell, then who else will?"
Another group of Sage-stage cultivators entered the outer reaches of the array, their divine consciousnesses blazing like beacons.
"Hm? Was there a battle here perhaps? Why are people running?" one asked, confused by the scene of devastation surrounding them.
Another nodded thoughtfully. "I see. It's a trace of divine inheritance! No wonder; looks like they couldn't handle it."
Many of them decided to team up, attacking the barriers from the first layer to the last, but deliberately refusing to enter the innermost regions. They were wary and cautious.
Cale laughed at their futile attempts.
"Are they getting wary now?" he mused, watching their efforts prove completely useless. "After being greedy throughout, you think you can save yourself coming this far? How adorable."
