Moreover, more than half had been left behind in the side halls at the rear of the Traveling Palace.
Many other Cultivators were also attacked, just as Xiao Chen's group had run into the Huo Family.
There were truly not many people left who had made it this far, and just gathering the Tokens was no simple task.
"Let me open another one and see."
To verify his suspicions, Xiao Chen opened another small room. This time, however, it was even more absurd—completely empty.
'Good grief. So that's the game, alternating between something and nothing.'
He continued on to the next room.
'Huh? There's a direct reward?'
In this room sat a small, low table of pear wood, carved with a cloud pattern.
On the table was a tray, and on it sat a bright red Spirit Fruit.
Unfortunately, after so much time, only its outward appearance remained.
As soon as the door opened, it quickly began to discolor, crumbling into a small pile of black, foul-smelling dust.
