All Present, the Seal Is Lifted

As the people from the Five Elements Sect and Blazing Flame Valley gathered together and waited for the seal around the light orbs to vanish completely, this vast main hall did not fall silent for even a moment.

In the passageways outside the main hall, the sound of wind breaking rang out from time to time. Figures with varying auras, all possessing sharp and formidable presences, streamed in continuously from every corner of the ruins like sharks drawn by the scent of blood, eventually gathering here.

As more and more experts and factions arrived, the main hall, already oppressive because of the ten light orbs and the Dou Saint remains, grew as tense and delicate as a fully drawn bowstring.

The crowd surged, yet there was strangely little noise. Only wary appraisals passed between them, along with auras colliding invisibly in the air.

Everyone knew that the surface calm could only last for now. Once the seal shattered and the treasures emerged, acquaintances who had just been greeting each other with smiles might, in the next instant, attack without hesitation and unleash fatal strikes.

Amid this oppressive atmosphere, where the storm is about to come, alliances and schemes naturally became inevitable. Some factions that had minor ties in the past, as well as lone experts who knew and trusted one another, began to quietly draw closer, gathering in secret as they exchanged glances and voice transmissions.

For everyone understood that in this chaotic place, filled with all manner of people and teeming with experts, relying on one's own strength alone would likely mean being swallowed by the surging crowd before even touching the edge of a treasure, perhaps even dying without knowing why.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The urgent sound of air being torn apart rang out again as another group arrived.