I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

The Spiritual Maiden locked her eyes onto Feng Xia.

Wu Guan’s name was really useful…

Feng Xia could not help but sigh in his heart. He realized that he seemed to have accidentally… discovered the correct way to use the Heavenly Stairway?

Then again, he had already refined the Heavenly Stairway, yet he still had to activate it himself…

From the looks of it, it was not a good thing for a magic treasure to have too much personality.

“She said…”

Feng Xia pointed at the grave in the distance and read out all Wu Guan’s messages one by one.

After listening to everything, the Spiritual Maiden crossed her arms and fell into deep thought.

Feng Xia waited expectantly for the Spiritual Maiden’s reply.

Then, the woman said thoughtfully, “This situation is actually very simple…”

“What should we do?” Feng Xia’s eyes lit up.

“It’s hopeless. Just wait for death. Goodbye.”

The Spiritual Maiden cupped her fists and bowed to Feng Xia. Then, she turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.

...

Feng Xia was left dumbfounded on the spot.

Damn imbecile!

“Oh, that’s right. You can also try praying that before the Demon Dragon Emperor revives, Wu Guan will be able to return to the Profound Origin World and suppress all the problems…”

At this moment, a faint voice came from the Heavenly Stairway.

…In that case, I might as well hope that I can cultivate to a level stronger than the Demon Dragon Emperor in the next 1,000 years!

Feng Xia complained in his heart and then quickly realized the crux of the issue. At such a critical moment, there was no need to make a decision immediately.

Wu Guan most likely left the Profound Origin World 3,000 years ago.

Based on her message, there should be about 1,000 years left. The issue seemed quite urgent, but in fact, the timeframe they had was still quite generous.

At the very least, they still had time to consider carefully!

“I should discuss this with Mo Lianque and the others…”

Feng Xia’s eyes moved as he looked in the direction they came from. “Let’s go back first.”

...

The village chief nodded and followed him.

At the same time.

In a corner of the second level of the Demon Imperial Tombs.

“Something’s not right.”

Mo Lianque narrowed his eyes and carefully looked around. His magical power surged and he did not dare to relax at all. “Has it been a while since we last encountered those monsters?”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone’s hearts jumped.

Ever since they entered the second level, they had fought countless battles. If not for Mo Lianque driving the Ancient King War Chariot and the fact that this ancient treasure was extremely resilient, they might have already suffered serious casualties!

However, at some point in time, those monsters had stopped attacking.

“About that… it should be more than two hours!” The nearby Qing Yue frowned and he felt an indescribable palpitation in his heart as he said with a trembling voice, “Can it be that those corpse monsters realize they can’t do anything, so they choose to retreat?”

“Those monsters probably don’t have such intelligence.”

At the window of the war chariot, the emperor’s strategist, Mo Zi’an, retracted his gaze and shook his head with a solemn expression. “If such a phenomenon happens inside a forest, there’s usually only one possibility…”

“That’s right.”

Mo Lianque nodded in agreement.

“I’m afraid there’s something else… even more terrifying in this place!”

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