"My treasure, my treasure..."
Ever since leaving the Tomb of the Demon Gods, the crow had been muttering "My treasure, my treasure..." on Lin Bai's shoulder as if possessed, until even Lin Bai grew sick of hearing it.
Hong Ding had maintained a solemn expression. From the moment they left the Tomb of the Demon Gods until they departed Barren Mountain Dragon City, he had never once asked Lin Bai about anything inside the tomb.
"The Tomb of the Demon Gods is filled with mechanisms, traps, formations, and puppets. It is divided into three regions. The first region is practically nothing but bait and traps. If the people of Silver Moon City enter, they must not linger there. The treasures in the second region are half real and half fake, so anyone trying to take them must judge carefully. The third region contains nine stone gates wrapped in formation restrictions. Even a Nine Tribulation Dao Realm expert attacking them by force could not break them open. If you want to obtain the treasures inside, you must make thorough preparations. That is everything I experienced in the Tomb of the Demon Gods."
Although Hong Ding had not asked, Lin Bai thought it over carefully and still told him some of the details and his experience inside the Tomb of the Demon Gods. After all, Hong Ding had an agreement with the Four Demon Races and would join forces with them again to explore the tomb in a few years. Lin Bai did not know when he would return to the Tomb of the Demon Gods, so he told Hong Ding these details in advance.
The crow's feathers stood on end when he heard this. He glared and shouted, "Lin Bai, what are you doing? How could you tell him all that?