Exotic Region, Dream Giant City.
On the outskirts, a gigantic mountain lay diagonally across the land, resembling a huge, winding snail shell from afar.
The snail shell was tilted on its side, its surface covered with moss, and layer upon layer of patterns curved inward.
The hunched old man opened his cloudy eyes, coughing while he said, "I've seen plenty of you lot gambling on luck. Every person that goes in there thinks they're the luckiest one.
There is great fortune inside the Ancestral Snail's relic, but out of the thousands that enter each year, only a handful return.
It's not too late to give up now."
On the open ground outside the mountain, thousands of people wearing cloaks stood.
These people were of different heights, the tallest approaching three meters, and the shortest barely over one meter three.
The atmosphere in the air was very quiet. Not a single person chose to leave.
In the corner of the crowd, Chen Lingya wore a black cloak.