Once Huo Hai had recovered, he noticed that quite a few people kept casting sidelong glances at him. The people they were secretly watching were not just him, but everyone who had obtained a box.
Spirit Marshal Realm experts were naturally outside the scope of these people's scrutiny. After all, those who had reached the Spirit Marshal Realm were not opponents ordinary people could handle. But as for those in the Spirit General Realm—who here was not an expert of that realm? Some had even begun exchanging meaningful looks, who knew what they were communicating. One look was enough to tell that nothing good was brewing.
Some people who sensed that something was wrong, or felt that their own strength was insufficient, had one after another handed over the items they had obtained to Spirit Marshal Realm experts they were close to, seeking their protection.
Those experts who had reached the Spirit Marshal Realm naturally welcomed all comers. The Orthodox Spirit Master side would promise benefits after they returned, while the Demon Spirit Master side was utterly blunt. Some Spirit Marshal experts even hinted for their subordinates to hand over their things.
Only those extremely confident in their own strength, or those with no sense at all who could not grasp the situation, kept their items in hand. Huo Hai belonged to the former. Besides, given his poor relationship with the upper ranks of the Southern Cloud Kingdom, he would not hand over his belongings. Even if it was a Spatial Ring of no use to him, he did not want to give it to them.
Such an act of aiding the enemy was unacceptable. Huo Hai remained silent as he observed the surroundings. Beyond the Icefire Passage lay a long corridor, completely empty and devoid of anything.
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