All the giant beasts in front of them stepped into the golden light. The griffin let out a soft cry. It was Zhou Yun and Yi Wuyin's turn!
Yi Wuyin took out a token. Zhou Yun took a look at it and noticed that it was slightly dimmer than the damaged token he had obtained in the spiritually deprived ground trial. And the style wasn't that exquisite.
Zhou Yun estimated that the owner of the token was at least an inner sect disciple with a nascent soul cultivation level.
Speaking of the token, Zhou Yun recalled the cruel words he had heard in the spiritually deprived ground trial.
Just because the disciples of the Master of the token had spent too much time fighting the heretic cultivators, he had locked all of his fellow disciples in that small world for more than a thousand years without caring about their lives!