If one could share in it, even taking out a single item would be immensely beneficial.
The disheveled old man plunged into it directly, and behind him, the Dragon-Scaled Jay chirped, sensing a massive gaze on it.
The gaze was majestic and boundless, but bore no malice. Nevertheless, it still scared the bird into shivering uncontrollably.
"That's not right, this place doesn't seem like a treasure house, it's more like a small mountain village!"
After passing through the Stone Gate and traveling for hundreds of meters, a massive Stele stood in their way.
There were words on the Stele. This time, the old man could understand them.
"Liu Village?!" The disheveled older man's gaze grew focused as he quickly stepped past the Stele to look at what lay behind.
To his surprise, there really was a village, crisscrossed by paths, where dogs and chickens were heard, with even a few tendrils of smoke rising into the sky.