The disciples were baffled, but they followed the order nonetheless.

The other groups also noticed the Jianyang Sect’s movements and began wondering to themselves. They had gone to all that trouble to get here, yet before even beginning their search, these people were already running away?

Ever since the Panlong Desert began changing, many had entered the desert hoping to unravel its mysteries, but very few had been fortunate enough to approach the ruins.

Zhang Lianhai also saw what the Jianyang Sect was doing, and his brow furrowed.

He had heard that these Jianyang Sect people had entered the Panlong Ruins more than ten days ago and emerged unharmed, so he now could not help but wonder if they had learned something crucial from that experience.

Still, his lamp spirit had already flown out to search in every direction, and he had no intention of recalling it.

The lamp spirit could seek out treasure, and it was far more reliable than humans.

* * *

By the time the He father and son approached the Chipa Highland, night had long since fallen.

The Panlong City ruins stood ahead. Looking up from below, the mighty city resembled some colossal aberrant creature sprawled atop the highland, its cavernous maw hanging open as it waited for people to crawl inside.

And quite a few people had already entered ahead of them.

He Lingchuan let out a long breath....