Just Let It Die

Even a Cryptic realm cultivator wasn't a match.

If that was the case, the realm demon's power is insurmountable.

While Gu Qing Shan was thinking, he noticed something.

The chains that bound both Wan Er and Qing Rou were starting to tighten.

Both of these beautiful women scowled in pain as the shackles squeezed them.

Their restraints just got empowered.

"What's going on?" he asked in a low voice.

"Because it's currently Danger Hour, the cultivators of this world are most afraid of us slaves rioting at this time" Qing Rou answered.

Wan Er added: "During Danger Hour, no matter how powerful they are, they can't use spirit energy to fight back, otherwise it'll attract the realm demon"

"Which means mutual death" Gu Qing Shan nodded in understanding.

He does recall reading something like that in the information he was given.