Gu Qingshan walked toward the main hall, releasing his divine sense to carefully observe his surroundings.
Everyone wore an expression that suggested this was nothing out of the ordinary, and paid him little attention.
They were all looking toward the entrance to the main hall.
Dozens of powerful evil ghosts carried all manner of boxes, chests, and spatial storage Magic Weapons as they filed into the hall.
Gu Qingshan narrowed his eyes.
He could sense powerful fluctuations of energy coming from some of the boxes and chests.
They seemed to contain some exceptionally powerful treasures.
What are they preparing for?
Reneedol seemed to be planning something. It probably wasn't to have him tell a story.
At that thought, Gu Qingshan immediately grew cautious.
As his attitude changed, the faint music in his ears grew noticeably louder.
Huh?
What was going on now? Had he accidentally triggered the Dance of Deathmatch?
A line of glowing text appeared on the God of War Interface:
"You have prepared yourself to investigate the situation." "You are focused on your current task and ready to fight at any moment." "The Dance of Deathmatch has been inspired by this and is beginning to take shape."
Gu Qingshan fell silent.
"God of War Interface, what's the deal with this dance? Do you know?" he asked silently.
"I don't know," the God of War Interface replied.
His Soul Power was quietly deducted.
Gu Qingshan glanced at the change in his Soul Power Value and grumbled, "You're brushing me off with 'I don't know'? Surely you can at least sense something about this music?"
This time, the God of War Interface sounded a little more serious. "I'm not brushing you off. This sacrificial dance is actually the beginning of the Mysterious Side's power. It's deeply studying your