Did the Youth League shut itself up in the dungeon, as the old man said, and could only wait for death in the dusky dungeon? Danxuan is not reconciled. He thinks he should ask for a comment.

Danxuan suddenly grasped the metal fence in front of him with both hands, exerted great efforts on both arms, and tried hard to run the whole body. However, the more he tried to run the basalt, the more oppressive he felt! He can't use his strength at all!

"Young man, don't waste your energy, just keep this spirit and think about how to live..." The old man looked at Danxuan as if he...