"Yes!"
The Lu family members answered in unison.
Then, one by one, they sat cross-legged and set up layers of warning formations along the edge of the meteorite crater.
Inside the Profound Dragon Hall.
Unlike the desolate, deathly silence outside, the space inside the hall contained an entirely different world.
It was not as gloomy and terrifying as one might have imagined. Instead, it resembled a magnificent underground palace.
Countless fist-sized luminous pearls were embedded in the palace ceiling, illuminating the entire hall until it was as bright as broad daylight.
At the center of the hall was a broad bluestone passageway. On either side stood bronze statues, each a hundred zhang tall.
The statues took on all kinds of forms. Some were divine generals holding Great Axes, while others were Exotic Beasts breathing Dragon Breath.
Each one was lifelike, radiating a heart-pounding pressure.
The moment Yang Dingtian entered, the magnificent sight before him left him completely stunned.
"Damn, big brother, this place is way too grand!"
He looked around like a country bumpkin who had just entered the city, his face filled with curiosity.
"If we hauled all these luminous pearls and bronze lumps back, wouldn't our Chaos Sacred Sect make a fortune?"
"Have some ambition!" Yang Lingtian's exasperated voice came from the end of the passageway.
He was sitting cross-legged atop a gigantic bronze throne.
Although his face was still somewhat pale, his aura was much steadier than before.
"Big brother, are you all right?"
Yang Dingtian hurried over and asked with concern written all over his face.
"I'm not going to die."
Yang Lingtian waved a hand, then pointed to the mountain of Storage Rings and magical treasures piled beside the throne.
"Take stock of all these things and sort them properly."
"Got it!"
The instant Yang