Pill Hall

These corridors leading into the depths of the main hall had clearly been raked through and plundered like a comb by the treasure hunters who had poured in after Lin Ming and the others entered the Ancient Forest.

The surroundings were not only a complete mess, scattered with broken tiles and the wreckage of furniture, but those pavilions that had originally been fairly neat, and perhaps held some small opportunities, had been wrecked as if by a hurricane. Even the walls had been blasted open with huge holes.

The sight made everyone shake their heads again and again, inwardly cursing that these people truly had no bottom line when it came to looting.

Seeing that the path had already been ruined to such a state, there was obviously no chance of anything slipping through the net. Lin Ming and the others completely lost the interest to search carefully. At once, they increased their speed, turning into streaks of flowing light as they shot rapidly toward the central region of the main hall.

However, as they hurried along, they discovered some unusual signs.

Along the way, they encountered quite a few teams of treasure hunters moving in haste, their auras far from weak.

These teams were not running around like headless flies. Instead, it was as if they had a clear goal, all coincidentally rushing toward the same direction, most of their faces carrying urgency and greed.

"Hm? These guys... seem to all be heading over there?" Qing Lin's green eyes flickered slightly as she noticed this phenomenon.

Seeing this, Lin Ming and the others' hearts stirred slightly. They looked at each other and all saw curiosity and speculation in one another's eyes.

"Follow them and take a look," Lin Ming said in a low voice, making the decision on the