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At this moment, Zong Shen deeply understood the true meaning of the saying, "Wealth moves the heart."

Within this Azshara treasury, dreamlike halos of every color swirled about like brilliant, multicolored mist, leaving one dazzled and entranced.

The sensation was so intense that, for one fleeting moment, he felt as though he had been placed in an intoxicating illusion, and an unprecedented hazy beauty rose within him.

This was a symbol of Azshara Great City's former glory.

It was also its most precious surviving legacy—the Azshara Elven Treasury.

Zoe, standing behind Zong Shen, was likewise unable to resist the visual impact.

Her eyes shimmered with astonishment and anticipation.

Clearly, no true adventurer could resist the brilliance of witnessing a ten-thousand-year-old treasury open before their very eyes.

Zong Shen realized that his mind was being drawn toward the tempting treasures, as though he had fallen into a magical vortex. If he did not take the initiative to control himself, he feared he would be bound by this desire.

Thus, he decisively closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to use calmness to dispel the turmoil in his heart.

After adjusting himself for a while, Zong Shen opened his eyes again once his breathing had gradually steadied.

The treasury before him still gleamed with dazzling light.

Those treasures, which had slumbered for countless years, had preserved their original luster and splendor throughout the river of time.

They quietly awaited the moment when they would see the light of day again.

Compared with this treasury, even the Lancaster Family's prized family treasury seemed insignificant, like an old, shabby general store.

Zong Shen understood well that his mission at this moment was not merely to greedily possess it all.

It was to inherit this ancient power, and thereby further explore the rules