Feng Wuchen's words did not rouse the spirit of rebellion in everyone.
They indeed yearned to see the light of day again, wishing every moment to escape from the mines.
But the appearance of Feng Wuchen and Tianming did not give them the slightest hope.
Yun Zhongzi was too terrifyingly powerful, and with Emperor Ling backing him, every move in the mine could be scrutinized by the Emperor at any time.
Without enough power, Feng Wuchen and Tianming didn't dare to make any move, otherwise, they would only invite a fatal disaster upon themselves.
"Tianming, your mission is nothing more than to destroy the Heavenly Spirit Stone mine and rescue them."
Yun Zhongzi's frosty gaze was fixed firmly on Tianming, as if he was looking at a dead man.
"According to the rules of Tianying Pavilion, if an assassin fails their mission, a stronger assassin will take over. In other words, even if I don't kill you, you won't survive, is that so?" Yun Zhongzi said with a cold laugh.
