Tomb of The Fallen God (3)

Zhang Mengyao was counting in her head. Exactly at twenty seconds, she approached the dungeon portal, waving her hand at the party to follow her.

Despite her nervousness, she had absolute trust in her husband. She entered the dungeon with no hesitation.

Holding her lance in her right hand, and the shield in her left hand. Zhang Mengyao was in a stance, ready to fight at any moment. Her tense body relaxed as she did not detect the enemy around her.

Her eyes were looking for a figure, Tang Shaoyang. She found him, standing at the entrance to the hallway. Nodding her head toward Tang Shaoyang, she started to observe her surroundings until the notification rang in her head.

Zhang Mengyao furrowed her brow. The notification told them where they were and their objective, but it was definitely different. Fewer details than the dungeon on Earth. It did not tell her the time limit, the reward, and the consequence of failing to achieve the objective.