Ancient Civilization Ruins might hold opportunities, but they were equally fraught with danger!
Even in the early days, it was not unheard of for Eighth-Order and Ninth-Order powerhouses to perish within the ruins.
Therefore, despite this being the location Eva had selected, Xu Jingming still did not dare enter rashly.
Especially when even his Mental Strength could not probe the scene inside.
He could only send Thorn Sword Grass in first. After all, even if its vines were destroyed, they could easily regenerate.
Rustle, rustle, rustle~~~
Upon receiving the command, Thorn Sword Grass immediately grew out vines as thick as thighs, which extended into the base.
Pop—
After they had entered roughly thirty to forty meters, a sound like a wine cork being popped suddenly rang out.
The next moment, Thorn Sword Grass's vine flew back at once!
Of the original thirty-odd-meter vine, less than ten meters remained!
Large amounts of green fluid flowed from the severed end.
"Just as I thought, something's wrong."
Xu Jingming's gaze sharpened as Golden Lightning swirled around his body, forming a Thunder Barrier.
Judging from the Mental Strength fluctuations transmitted by Thorn Sword Grass, the other party had struck extremely quickly, too quickly for it to react.
The only good news was that the other party seemed wary of something. Otherwise, it would have chased them out long ago.
"Sealed away for thousands of years, yet there are still living creatures? Let's see what exactly you are."
Crackle—
Xu Jingming's body swelled as he entered his Thunderstorm State Enhanced Form, growing to over three meters tall.
Whoosh—
Thunder Dragon Wings unfurled behind him. The moment he noticed anything amiss, he would immediately fly away.
With everything prepared, Xu Jingming pushed the SS-rank Battle Technique, Heart Net, to its limit and stepped into the base.