I'm Just Its Honored Accessory

After Ging said they were going to take revenge, no one wasted any more time. They immediately set off.

Bai Zhu was the first to leave the Collection Room, holding the newly reassembled "pen" in his hand as he walked at the very front of the group.

He had no mind to figure out what the pen was for right now. His head was filled with the system's excessively brief notification from earlier.

[Soul King's Pen repair progress: 2/5.]

And that massive cavity on the three-dimensional map, tightly sealed by three layers of inscriptions.

This was no treasure hunt.

He felt more like he had been led here step by step by an invisible thread.

Ever since entering the Oasis, there had been vines that voluntarily made way for them, the friendly Dog Tribe and Bird Tribe, and now this living ruin that clearly did not belong in the world of Hunters...

He raised his head and subconsciously glanced toward the top of the Black Tower. A gigantic black One-Eyed Owl had flashed past in that direction earlier.

That thing looked remarkably like the Landlord. Considering that enormous body he had seen aboard the airship when he came here, it should have possessed strength no less than the Landlord's.

Yet from the moment the Specialist Association made its move until now, it had shown no intention of intervening.

"Maybe it's not that it doesn't want to interfere. Maybe it can't?" Bai Zhu muttered quietly.

"What did you say?"

Ging passed by his side and happened to catch half the sentence.

Bai Zhu casually tucked the "pen" behind his head.

"Nothing. I was just wondering what exactly I came here for."

The group quickly returned to the ground.

Everyone began rapidly organizing their equipment, preparing to carry out