“He’s dead.” The Human Lord glanced toward the Sovereign Ranking. The guy they’d sent in was out.

“My younger brother, He Ming, and the Yingye brothers… all of them must’ve died here.” The Thunder Lord’s voice was frigid.

“The Yingye brothers died here, too? Could there be something terrifying down inside?” mused the Human Lord.

“Risk and opportunity often come hand in hand. When we dug open the burial mounds, no shortage of undead confronted us. There must be an especially powerful one here, too,” observed the golden lion. More precisely, he was referring to the skeletons. When the cultivators had first come here, they’d leveled...