Lin Ke and Wu Dao both froze at Duan Yifeng's words.
Over a thousand Wasteland Spirits?
If that many Wasteland Spirits unleashed their strength, they would be terrifying indeed, far more terrifying than any they had encountered before.
How had Duan Yifeng and his companions found them?
Lin Ke picked up the conversation. "Nearly a thousand Wasteland Spirits with strength approaching the Golden Core Late Stage-even if we joined forces, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to deal with them all, would we?"
"Besides, how many Ancient Talismans could that place possibly hold to make it worth taking such a risk?"
He actually already had a guess.
Faced with such a dangerous place, where so many Wasteland Spirits gathered, Duan Yifeng and his companions still wanted to explore it.
Clearly, the number of Ancient Talismans there had probably reached a staggering level.
What else could make them put themselves in danger?
What Lin Ke wanted to hear from him was the exact number of Ancient Talismans there.
Duan Yifeng smiled slightly. "The risk may be great, but if we succeed, I can guarantee that neither of you will even need to search for any more Ancient Talismans."
"According to our investigations, there are definitely no fewer than two thousand Ancient Talismans there!"
Two thousand!
Both Lin Ke and Wu Dao were shaken by those words.
The number of Ancient Talismans in this one place exceeded everything they had collected over the past few days!
"And..."
Duan Yifeng seemed to have set his heart on working with Lin Ke and Wu Dao, so he offered an even more enticing prospect:
"Not all the Wasteland Spirits in that hidden space have strength approaching the Golden Core Late Stage. There are probably only around three hundred at that level."
"The rest are only