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Discovery of the Ruins
In less than an hour, Fang Feihong urged everyone to continue.
Many people were exploring the Ancient Ruins. They had to race against time.
Whoever made the greatest gains would have an advantage in the Saint Son contest. Besides, they could keep any treasures they found and use them to increase their own strength. In the Saint Son rankings, strength always came first.
Long Xuan Xin was naturally anxious. He hadn't even made it into the top hundred yet. He couldn't afford to slack off.
Many of the adventurers still hadn't recovered their peak strength, but they had no choice but to keep moving.
They wanted to find treasures too. If they fell behind, the other experts would scoop them all up.
Long Xuan Xin's group had suffered five consecutive waves of Magic Beast attacks. The adventurers had taken heavy losses, and only fifty remained.
They had been in the Ancient Ruins for more than ten days, yet they hadn't even seen any ruins, let alone the Ancient Ruins themselves.
Still, the Dragon God Palace's upper echelons had discovered these Ancient Ruins, so they had to be real. Clinging to that belief, everyone pressed on, then pressed on some more.
By now, only the people from the Six Absolutes Divine Sect were unscathed. The Tianxiong Adventurer Group had lost eight experts, leaving Zheng Tianxiong fuming helplessly.
But helplessly fume was all he could do. Though Bi Fan and the others jeered at them, they couldn't make a move.
They had walked for a long time before they finally spotted some ruins. They looked like traces of a place where cultivators had once lived.
"Ruins ahead. Everyone, be careful," Fang Feihong warned.
Relations between the Tianxiong Adventurer Group and the Six Absolutes Adventurer Group had grown