These ancient ruins were vast, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles. Only a few thousand people had entered this time, so the chances of running into a group were extremely low.
Moreover, the hurried shouts suggested something was definitely happening over there.
Neither of them was the timid, trouble-avoiding type. In fact, they were not just unafraid of trouble, they were daring to the point of recklessness. How could they possibly miss a scene like this?
The pair crested a large mountain, and the view before them opened up dramatically.
Before them was a massive, lush green valley overgrown with all sorts of wild grasses. A large crowd surrounded a dilapidated building, locked in a chaotic battle with war cries that shook the heavens.
"Gao Ping is there, too…" Du Qingteng narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold as he watched a man below sweeping aside all opposition.
"The successor from the Eternal River?" Xu Luo followed Du Qingteng's gaze down below.
