The Understated Dragon Lord
Chapter 615 Death

Chapter 615 Death



Any other man would have found Beauty's straightforwardness a sign of modesty, but this country bumpkin was shameless, dragging Beauty into his indecent banter. However, she suddenly found herself enjoying their playful banter more than she cared to admit.

Daniel, casual as ever with hands in his pockets, approached the Inferno, stepping into the fire-engulfed chasm without hesitation. The minute he entered, he was completely enveloped by the flames, vanishing from view.

Beauty gripped by a sudden tension, watched the inferno, worrying that Daniel might be consumed by the flames. Listening intently for a scream or any sign of him, all she could hear was the crackling of the fire. There was no sound of distress from Daniel at all.

Turning to Cane Gold, she asked with curiosity, "Why hasn't the country bumpkin screamed even once since he's been in the Inferno?"

"The flames in this Inferno are so intense they could melt steel instantly. If a man like him ventures inside, he would be scorched to ash in moments. How could he have a chance to scream?"

"No, it's not right. He hasn't turned to ash; I feel he's still alive. Let's go check the exit. That country bumpkin's life is too robust to be snuffed out so easily."

"It's impossible he's alive! He can't possibly walk out of the Inferno. To successfully navigate it, you'd need to be at least a grandmaster, and even for an ordinary grandmaster, their energy wouldn't withstand these flames - only a level three or above could."

Cane Gold was speaking truthfully.

As the chief steward of Purple Gold and a powerful person in his own right, he was a fifth-level

grandmaster, his strength ranking among the top fifty in the USA. But he avoided public rankings to keep a low profile, making his true capabilities known to but a few.

His duty was to guard Purple Gold, forbidden to leave without express orders from the Perkins family.

The two made their way around to the valley's exit. The flames inside the Inferno at this end seemed even fiercer than at the entrance-tenfold, at least.

Beauty watched the flames intently, yearning to see Daniel emerge unharmed. But as time passed, hope ebbed away, leaving her fretting over Daniel's fate.

"Could the country bumpkin really be dead?" she wondered aloud, concern etched on her features.

"Miss, the Mountain of Blades might have been sheer luck, or perhaps he knows some witchcraft, which is how he managed to scrape through the challenge. But entering Inferno is a different story. You need real strength, not trickery. Let's leave; he must have burnt to a crisp by now. There's no way he could come out through the exit."

"No! The country bumpkin has a big life; he wouldn't just die so easily. He must make it out of the exit; he just must!"

Beauty's eyes shone with unwavering conviction, sure in her belief that Daniel was very much alive.