Sure enough, a four-man team near Lin Yi and the others ran into trouble.
Because they had failed to realize in time that the howling golden tornado was a living creature—and a dangerous one—the four-man team fell into crisis.
Hearing their screams, Herben and Maurice wore helpless, regretful expressions.
The rule forbidding members of the same faction from killing one another did indeed restrict the Gods' actions, but the Immortal King had never said that they had to rescue one another in an emergency.
Thus, Herben and Maurice merely watched silently from the side, with no intention of stepping in to help.
"Ah, those guys were just too unlucky. Let's move on."
The secret realm was filled with dangers.
The Bone-Corroding Golden Armor was merely an appetizer.
In a place like this, refusing to play the saint was indeed a wise choice.
But Lin Yi knew even more clearly that the most dangerous beings in this secret realm were the Gods who had entered ahead of them.
"I can clearly sense a powerful Divine Power fluctuation in the distance. The Fu Xi Talisman should be over there."
Herben very much agreed with Maurice's view.
After confirming that their senses were correct, the two led Lin Yi toward their target.
To make his identity seem more convincing and ease the tense atmosphere, Lin Yi asked a question whose answer he already knew:
"My lords, weren't we not after the Fu Xi Talisman? Why are we heading in that direction?"
Yes, the Fu Xi Talisman was indeed not the two men's objective on this trip.
Herben and Maurice both knew their own limits. They understood very well that, with their strength, obtaining the Fu Xi Talisman was completely impossible.
Their target had always been the ordinary rewards within the Dungeon.
"Kid, this