"It's finally safe."
Once they entered the ancient city and saw that the monsters hadn't followed them in, Feng Hetang gasped for breath, looking like he'd narrowly escaped death.
And he had. With so many monsters chasing them, one careless moment could have gotten him killed. His whole body had been tense, and he hadn't dared let his guard down.
"But why is there such an ancient city here? Could people have lived here once?" Jiang Yaru looked around. The city's interior was laid out with roads running in every direction, neatly planned like an ancient capital.
Rows of old-fashioned buildings stood in the distance, but none of their former prosperity remained. Rubble littered the streets, the buildings had collapsed, and some of the stones had even been weathered away. Who knew how long it had been since anyone lived here?
Ancient runes were carved all around the city walls, radiating a mysterious aura. It was impossible to tell what kind of civilization had created them.
"Someone must have lived here."
Nangong Wu spoke in a low voice. "The chief examiner called this place a ruin, so it probably once had inhabitants. They've all disappeared now, though. I don't know whether they went extinct or left."
"People lived in an environment this harsh?" Chu Rong's beautiful eyes widened. The temperature difference between day and night was enormous. For ordinary humans, trying to survive here would be a death sentence.
"They might not have been human. They could have been members of another race," Nangong Wu said, her eyes flickering.
Xia Ping rubbed his chin. "If this place is a ruin, then it probably has treasures. Maybe we'll find a hidden hoard and get rich."
He rubbed his hands together, remembering stories of people who'd entered ruins and found huge quantities