Swoosh!

At the center of the surging river of bones, a tall figure with an extraordinary bearing flashed out while his clothes fluttered in the wind, and it was precisely Chen Xi.

Earlier, he’d studied the tiny cauldron for half a day, yet came back empty handed, and he could only take it as a piece of jewelry and hung it on his chest.

I heard there are numerous treasures in the deepest depths of the ruins, whereas, most of the genius experts that entered the ruins have headed there. Perhaps I’ll be able to find the tracks of the Young Princess and Young Master Zhou there. Chen Xi looked around at his surroundings and pondered briefly before distinguishing the direction and flashing towards the depths of the ruins.

These past few days of repeatedly suffering from ambushes had caused him to clearly realize how many enemies the Darchu Dynasty possessed. Moreover, up until today, he hadn’t heard any news about Huangfu Qingying and Young Master Zhou, causing his mood to feel rather heavy as he was worried a mishap had struck them.

After a few days, Chen Xi arrived at the depths of a group of mountains. Along this way, he’d seen over 10 treasures left behind by the gods; some flew out from the rubble, some flickered in the layer of clouds, and some even charged out from underground, and all of them were emitting the glow...