"Don't worry, at least in this black palace we don't have to worry about life-threatening danger."
said the slightly older scholar calmly, breathing out a sigh of relief. In the mere two or three hours upon entering the Ancient Battlefield, many martial artists had already fallen, leaving him with a surreal feeling.
"What if the palace can't hold up..."
One person stammered, their heart filled with extreme worry.
"Alas..."
With a light sigh, the slightly older scholar closed his eyes and began to slowly recover his spiritual power instead of saying more.
For a moment, the whole palace fell into a brief silence. Everyone huddled at the entrance, unwilling to act rashly before confirming whether there was any danger inside.
