This Is My Treasure. Those Who Touch It Shall Die!
Zhang Qianlin was in no hurry. He could afford to drag things out.
But the problem was... who had entered this place?
Everyone had formed temporary groups to track down that eight-gate cloud and had traveled for quite a bit after it. In the evening, they had completely lost track of its traces.
Left with no choice, everyone could only split up to increase the efficiency of the search.
"I remember that the ones who traveled in the same direction as me are Gu Xiuxun, Zhou Shanyi, Duan Meng, and Yi Jiamin. Out of the four of them, there'd be at least two who'd come in, right?"
The reason Zhang Qianlin could find this place, other than because his luck wasn't bad, was also thanks to an ancient spirit rune. It was something he had discovered and learned from an ancient manual.