Having witnessed Yang Chen's methods and strength, every one of Number 98's many powerhouses cast respectful looks toward him.
The strong were worthy of their respect.
And Yang Chen was precisely such a powerhouse!
Yang Chen paid it no mind and continued leading the group deeper inside.
These ruins were vast—at the very least, far larger than the area Yang Chen had explored before on White Tiger Mountain. They stretched as far as the eye could see!
No one knew how much time had passed, but throughout all that time, Yang Chen's group had not suffered a single attack!
This only made Yang Chen feel even more uneasy.
Back where they had been before, they had encountered several attacks. Though there had been no casualties, they had at least grown accustomed to them.
Yet this time, they had gone so long without being attacked. It made Yang Chen feel strangely uneasy.
Yang Chen pondered for a moment before saying, "Rest where you are for a while. Take turns standing guard!"
Ability users were still human. They needed rest too, especially after experiencing so many attacks earlier. Everyone's nerves were stretched taut.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
Yang Chen's words were immediately met with cheers from the crowd.
One after another, they sat down right where they were, utterly unconcerned with whether the ground was clean.
Afterward, Zhang Shilei led two B-Class powerhouses to patrol the surrounding area.
The ruins were so vast that rest was necessary, but keeping the surroundings secure while resting was what mattered most.
Taking turns standing guard was also the prerequisite for getting sufficient rest!
Yang Chen leaned against an ancient tree, his eyes slightly narrowed. He was somewhat tired as well.
Meanwhile, above Hancheng.
The blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man and the burly old man had both appeared