Layered Schemes

Inside the great hall.

It was utterly empty. Aside from the four pitch-black, smooth walls, there was nothing else.

However, there was an arched passageway in the upper-left corner.

Other than that, there were no other passages.

After surveying the area, the several Mortal Cultivators present wore somewhat grim expressions as they looked at that arched passageway.

Clearly, they were also afraid of the passages within this Abandoned Mansion.

Those bolts of thunder earlier had struck them badly enough.

The group stared at one another, hoping someone would step forward to lead the way.

Seeing this.

Ma Chang frowned, just about to say something.

At that moment.

After pondering for quite a while, Cheng Buzheng, who was leaning against the wall, glanced at them and said:

"Let's go!"

"There are no formations set up here, so there probably won't be any below either?"

"The owner of the Abandoned Mansion could not possibly leave time for us intruders to rest and recover."

At these words.

Yan Qi and Shang Zhang nodded in unison.

That was indeed the case!

Exterminating every last one had always been a Mortal Cultivator's tradition.

Then, Cheng Buzheng shifted the subject, his face taking on a sincere expression as he said:

"However, should anything unexpected happen, I hope you Fellow Daoists will lend me a hand if it is within your power. Once we get out, I will surely repay you."

"Agreed!"

Ma Chang nodded.

The other two did the same.

Provided their own safety was assured, it was indeed something they could do.

After all, they all knew that Cheng Buzheng's attainments in artifact refinement were quite profound.

If they helped him today, it would bring enormous benefits in the future.

Whether they encountered a thorny artifact-refining problem or a Magic Treasure they lacked confidence in