The black-robed elder withdrew his hand and warned, "This is the last time."
"Yes..." Mr. Hui's voice trembled.
The black-robed elder cast a glance, and only then did the Bear Demon Cultivator stop.
Cold sweat poured from Mr. Hui like rain.
"Let's go," the black-robed elder said.
Mr. Hui, clutching his arm, could only resign himself to fate and head toward the dark tomb pit sealed by the bright yellow copper coffin.
When he reached the pit, Mr. Hui still hesitated.
"Wealth must be sought amidst danger," the black-robed elder said with a somewhat meaningful tone, "It was you who said that."
Mr. Hui sighed, gritted his teeth, and jumped into the tomb pit.
Afterward, the others followed one after another.
When it was Shen Qingsheng's turn, he suddenly screamed like a madman, "I'm not going down, it's so eerie inside, you want me to die..."
But no one cared about him.
The burly Bear Pi struck Shen Qingsheng with a hand-chop, knocking him out, and then tossed him down.
