Minor World"
Ye Xiaoyao suddenly felt a little ashamed. What he was doing now was, in a roundabout way, taking advantage of Xu Fan.
"We're brothers already, so why be so polite?" Xu Fan waved his hand. They had only lost a few Puppets—no big deal.
"Brothers are brothers, but I said I'd reward you handsomely. I have to keep my word."
As Ye Xiaoyao spoke, he took out a Spatial Ring. "I see you don't have a Spatial Ring yet. Take this one. There's a hundred-zhang space inside."
"I really shouldn't." Xu Fan accepted the Spatial Ring. Spatial Rings with such a large capacity could only be refined by Artifact Refining Grandmasters proficient in Space Rune Arrays, and they were exceptionally rare on the market.
Just as Xu Fan felt that even following the Protagonist let him drink some soup, a Space Rift suddenly tore open beside the submarine and swallowed it whole.
Within the Mystic Realm, Xu Fan's submarine fell before a Ruined City Gate.
Xu Fan was a little dumbfounded.
"What's going on?" Xu Fan looked around.
Behind the submarine stood a dilapidated city gate. It looked as if no one had lived there for at least several hundred years, while outside the city stretched a vast grassland.
"Little Fan, if I'm not mistaken, we've struck it rich. This is a Minor World."
"If we find a way out and report it to the Sect, we'll receive tremendous rewards."
"Of course, that excludes abandoned Minor Worlds." Ye Xiaoyao added after looking around.
At that moment, Xu Fan, with Eagle Eye Art active, looked into the distance and said, "Forget whether we've struck it rich. We've got a major problem right in front of us."
"Big Brother Ye, how much fighting strength do you still have?" Xu Fan