The Black-and-White Twin Dragons, Monkey Sun, and Lion all transformed into humans. Everyone put on the masks Wenlong had specially made.
Outsiders would be unable to gauge their strength. The masks also blocked attempts to probe their cultivation, making them exactly what the group needed.
Even if they encountered acquaintances, they would not be easily recognized. That would spare them some trouble in the future, too.
Now, guided by Old Seven, the party of ten headed toward the ruins.
They still encountered ambushers along the way, but every one of them was wiped out.
In Wenlong's view, he would not take anyone into his group unless they had reached the Boundless Realm or possessed a special skill.
Anyone who was not strong would only burden the group. Without special skills, they would be of no use to it.
Wenlong showed no mercy to anyone in the Blackwater Domain. One careless move, and he could be the one who died.
Several days later, the group finally reached the legendary Heaven-Opening Ruins.
Huge stones stood here, black and gleaming. A few other humans had arrived, too, but the moment they saw Wenlong's party, they fled into the distance like birds startled by a bowstring.
They feared being wiped out over a single disagreement, but Wenlong had no such intention. His principle was simple: if others did not attack him, he would not attack them.
Now that everyone had run away, they could enjoy some peace and quiet. They no longer needed to guard against the people before them, though they still had to set up the Defensive Array Formation.
Those would keep hidden villains from using dirty tricks against them, lest they find themselves unable to guard against every threat.
Wenlong looked over the ruins. Perhaps because they were so ancient, he