Three days later, Hidden Dragon Hall was struck by a violent tremor.
Inside the main hall where the ancient painting was located, everyone began to panic.
Over the past few days, they had suffered several attacks from Demonic Beasts. There had been giant mosquitoes that could drain a person's blood and vitality, multi-eyed toads, golden spiders over three meters long, and thumb-sized venomous snakes.
In just a few days, eleven of the more than thirty people, including the Gu Ding Pirate Crew, had fallen. Only a little over twenty remained.
Fortunately, the Gu Ding Pirate Crew had many tricks up their sleeves, and not a single one of them had fallen and been eliminated.
"This kind of tremor in the Ancient Hall probably means something is about to happen, but Gu Ding and the others still haven't come out..." Sea Emperor frowned deeply.
"Keep waiting! There are all kinds of Demonic Beasts along the way. If we escape now, we'll only suffer greater losses. This is the safest place." Miko gave his recommendation with great conviction.
Elsewhere, the other powerhouses were equally unsettled as they considered whether they should flee.
Just then, a ripple of spatial fluctuations spread out, and Tysto suddenly appeared.
He had barely steadied himself when another spatial fluctuation came, and Luna was teleported out as well.
The two exchanged a glance. They knew the other had obtained an inheritance, but neither said anything.
After glancing at the number of people in the Ancient Hall, Tysto frowned. "Why are there so few people left? Where are the others?"
A powerhouse from the same plane as Tysto stepped out from the crowd and recounted everything that had happened over the past few days.
"Several of Gu Ding's companions entered the ancient painting and still haven't come out?!"
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