"You all shouldn't go to those peaks for now; let me go to those peaks. You can check other areas to see if there are any treasures."
Cao Zhen worriedly reminded once again, glanced at the mist ahead of him, and stepped into it.
In the next moment, he felt as if he traversed a segment of the void, followed by a sense of grounded reality beneath his feet.
"Am I on another mountain peak again?"
Cao Zhen looked around him. This peak should be in the depths of the relic, and no one had arrived here for now. Not far ahead of him, there was also a house, and in front of the house was a chessboard.
"So, is this the place to test chess skills?"
Cao Zhen stepped forward; he remembered connecting with a person named Wang Jixin, whose chess skill was at the ninety-ninth level.
But when he walked into the house, what appeared before him was not a chessboard, but an ancient zither, with strains of music emanating from the room's surroundings.
"It's different again?"
