But thinking of today's plan, she stubbornly raised her head and fiercely glared at Luo Chen.
"The ancestral legacy should be claimed by the descendants, how can it be entrusted to you?"
Amidst the undercurrents, a deep and heavy voice suddenly descended from the sky.
"Ten years!"
"You only have ten years!"
"After ten years, the Alchemy Saint Hall will automatically close. At that time, regardless of whether the legacy is obtained, you will be forcibly expelled."
"Do not let the Sect's expectations of you go to waste."
It was the voice of Yu Ming Ancestor, the Sect Leader of the Dark Abyss Sect.
But no one sought the origin of the voice, for the doors of the Alchemy Saint Hall were slowly opening.
Five figures, regardless of order, simultaneously rushed into the hall.
Outside the hall, it suddenly quieted down.
Someone quietly asked, "Will it succeed this time?"
There was no answer.
