They walked out of the main hall.
Everyone had gained a great deal.
For people whose realms were not particularly high, simply encountering something like this meant the trip had already been worthwhile.
Ye Tianyi had no interest in many of the items here.
But to Those People, they were priceless treasures.
They were not unimaginably rare treasures, but they were already more than enough to satisfy them.
"Wow! This feels amazing! It's so amazing that it doesn't even feel real anymore."
"Yeah, it feels so good that I'm starting to feel like I'm bound to be struck by divine punishment. Things going too smoothly isn't necessarily a good thing."
"Hahaha! After all, we're in Strongman's Ruins, so it's normal to think that way. But I think we chose all of this ourselves. If our luck had been bad, we would have already faced countless dangers by now. So it's not that there was no danger—it's just that we were lucky enough to choose a path without danger."
"That's true. This has nothing to do with us. It's not like the owner of this ruin deliberately let us taste some sweetness first before giving us a fatal blow. These are simply the rules set by the owner of this ruin. We followed those rules and, through good luck, chose the easiest route. So there's no need to feel any psychological burden."
"..."
"WTF! What the hell is this?"
A Martial Artist ahead of them tripped over something.
After climbing back up, he cursed under his breath, then picked up the object that had tripped him.
It was something like a bottle, buried beneath the sand.
The moment he picked it up, he sensed that something was off.
Because the bottle actually carried an ancient aura.
"This seems to be a