Fairy, please step aside, I've taken a liking to your man.

"Vanca?"

When Shen Bai saw the Ninth Prince mention Wanka again, he was basically certain that the Ninth Prince was up to something. He smiled and said, "If she came, wouldn't that be even more to Your Highness's liking?"

The Ninth Prince's chubby face lit up with anticipation: "Hehehe, I've long wanted to see this woman who's as famous as my sister, but whose cultivation is even higher!"

Shen Bai didn't respond, but silently began to ponder what the Ninth Prince was up to.

The two had no past grievances and no present enmity. If there was any connection between them, it was their relationship with the Sixth Princess.

Therefore, the root of everything still lies with the Sixth Princess.

He secretly became more vigilant, but his face remained calm and composed.

So what if the other party has such thoughts?

On Qiyuan Star, I fear no one.

Soon, the group arrived at the ruins. Nearly 5000 powerful Golden Core cultivators gathered together, and the few remaining orcs hidden within the artificial ruins were wiped out almost without any resistance.

Shen Bai followed behind the Ninth Prince and landed in front of the man-made ruins.

Looking up, the ruins resembled a large tomb. Due to its age, the vegetation on the tomb soil had blended into the surrounding forest. If it weren't for the stone tablet in front of the tomb, which looked as if it had been carved by a knife, it would not have been discovered at the time.

After days of fierce fighting, the giant trees surrounding the tomb have been cut down and burned, gradually revealing the traces and boundaries of the tomb soil.

Measured from the air, the tomb is a thousand feet long and about three hundred feet wide, occupying a considerable area.

Beside the tombstone, a hole had been blasted open by the monster hunters. Some of the monster hunters had already entered the large tomb through this hole before the arrival of the joint expedition team from various countries.

The leaders of the various countries came before Zhang Tong Zhenjun. After a brief discussion, Zhang Tong Zhenjun led the Xuan Yuan Empire's team to the front, with the teams from the other countries following closely behind.

Despite his noble status, the Ninth Prince did not wait to ascertain that there was no great danger before entering; instead, he followed closely behind True Monarch Zhang Tong.

Shen Bai slowed his pace slightly and walked in the middle of the Xuan Yuan Empire's group.

As soon as the group entered the large tomb, they saw a passage made of huge stones at the entrance, which split into two directions, left and right.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Tong Zhenjun led the team to the left.

When the other nations arrived here, they did not follow closely behind the Xuan Yuan Empire, but instead split into two different directions.

If you walk any further, you'll reach another intersection.

Zhang Tong Zhenjun continued to walk forward through the left passage, and the teams from various countries behind him split up again.

After passing two or three intersections, the countries had basically dispersed completely, each exploring their own chosen routes.

Zhang Tongzhenjun, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, spread his divine sense, continuously searching for a safe passage ahead. After a moment, a room appeared before everyone.

After exploring the area and finding no danger inside, True Monarch Zhang Tong went in first.

The room was about twenty feet high. When the group entered, it was as if they had entered a land of giants, where everything looked enormous.

"Is this a bedroom?"

The Ninth Prince looked at everything in front of him with a puzzled expression. Inside the house, there was an enormous bed, and on one side of the bed was an enormous bookshelf filled with large books.

Each of these books was a meter in size, enormous. When Zhang Tong Zhenjun raised his hand to pick up one of the large books, it turned into countless dust particles and dissipated in the air as soon as it took flight.

"It's weathered!"

Zhang Tong Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, and dared not touch the remaining books: "These books cannot be stored in a storage ring. They will dissipate with the slightest external force."

It's estimated that only a Nascent Soul stage expert or a Nascent Soul stage ancestor could possibly watch this using their primordial spirit.

The Ninth Prince looked somewhat regretful, as his protector was not a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he was also unable to view these books.

Shen Bai also understood the value of these books, because the existence of books proved that the development of civilization had reached a very high level, and the things recorded in the books could give everyone a clearer understanding of this ruin and even the civilization of this planet.

Zhang Tong Zhenjun waved his hand and set up a protective barrier, shielding all the books on the bookshelf.

The room was extremely simple, containing only a large bed, a bookshelf, and a stone chair.

The group followed Zhang Tongzhenjun out, with Shen Bai lagging behind, taking another look at the room.

There was nothing else in the room. After hesitating for a moment, he walked to the large bed, which was as tall as him.

Shen Bai first tested the weight with one hand and found it to be acceptable. Then, with a burst of strength, he lifted the bed board.

A glance revealed dozens of huge medicine bottles and a storage ring neatly stacked under the bed.

Shen Bai was overjoyed. He swept his divine sense over the items, and the medicine bottles and storage rings were immediately put into his possession.

Shen Bai quickly put down the bed board, walked out of the room, and followed the group forward.

He was moving extremely fast just now, and only Zhang Tong Zhenjun and Wan Feng Zhenjun, the protector of the Ninth Prince, noticed it.

Opportunities are individual.

Shen Bai's ability to detect something under the bed board was due to his skill.

The Ninth Prince smiled as he received a telepathic reminder from True Monarch Wanfeng.

This Shen Bai is indeed quite something.

The group continued walking forward and entered another room. This room was empty except for a pool.

In the very center of the pond, there was a Jade Fire Lotus, just an ordinary fifth-grade spiritual herb. True Monarch Zhang Tong casually picked it and handed it to the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince did not refuse and put it into his storage ring.

Continue down the passage and you'll arrive at a new room.

This time, the peaceful ancient tomb has changed.

Inside the room, a hundred enormous stone statues stood silently.

The stone statues were about ten zhang tall, with indistinct faces, and each held a stone spear in its hand. Sensing that someone had entered, the statues took half a step back, and a hundred stone spears were pointed diagonally at the crowd.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Tong Zhenjun raised his hand and flicked out a fire lotus, which exploded on the stone statues. However, this powerful fifth-order spell only blew off the hands and feet of a dozen or so stone statues, leaving the remaining stone statues unharmed.

"brush!"

The stone statues, under attack, immediately formed a battle formation and charged towards the crowd.

"kill!"

At Zhang Tong Zhenjun's command, the Golden Core cultivators formed a battle formation, unleashed their flying swords, and charged towards the stone statue.

Shen Bai stood at the rear of the battle formation, coordinating the attacks while observing the stone statues.

These stone statues moved in an orderly fashion, as if directed by someone, without the slightest clumsiness.

The magical attacks of Zhang Tong Zhenjun and Wan Feng Zhenjun were not very effective, and the flying sword attacks of the Golden Core cultivators, which clashed head-on with the stone statue, only gained a slight advantage.

The civilization of this ruin possessed such advanced puppetry skills?

If a mere tomb can be guarded by stone statues that can rival a Golden Core cultivator, then the owner of this site must be even stronger.

Could it be a Nascent Soul cultivator?

Or perhaps, the combined ancestor?

The Ninth Prince was equally relaxed. The chubby boy looked around, trying to find something interesting in the stone chamber, but found that apart from the stone statues, there wasn't a single object.

This made him somewhat uninterested.

Why was Shen Bai so lucky just now? He could get a spiritual medicine just by lifting a bed board. Why don't I have such good luck?

Although the battle was fierce and protracted, the Xuan Yuan Empire ultimately prevailed.

A puppet, also known as a puppet.

Although they could fight the cultivators to a standstill, once the cultivators figured out their tactics, all that was left was a slow and drawn-out battle.

This battle was like opening a Pandora's box.

The next dozen or so rooms each contained hundreds of stone golems.

These stone golems seemed endless, and even with two True Monarchs holding the line, the Xuan Yuan Empire inevitably suffered casualties. Shen Bai followed behind the group, occasionally collecting fragments of the stone statues for study.

After a whole day, everyone felt exhausted, so Zhang Tong Zhenjun had them rest temporarily in a newly cleared stone chamber.

However, just as everyone began to regulate their breathing, one wall of the stone chamber suddenly disappeared, and Indian monks appeared on the other side.

"What's going on?"

The two looked at each other in surprise, never expecting to reunite under such circumstances.

Are the walls of these rooms all concealable?

I hadn't even noticed this before.

"kill!"

Just as the two sides were exchanging their findings, a thought suddenly appeared in everyone's mind, and a look of fear flashed across the faces of all the Indian monks.

The cultivators from the Xuan Yuan Empire also became tense.

This was actually a formation, and a Gu-raising formation at that.

Only one person can survive in the two rooms.

"No!"

The Indian leader cried out in terror, "There must be another way! This can't be a dead end!"

Zhang Tong Zhenjun waved his hand to signal everyone to prepare for battle, then stepped forward and said, "Everyone, don't panic. Those skilled in formations, step forward and find a way to break the formation."

More than ten cultivators immediately emerged from both sides. They quickly used their best skills to examine the formations in the two rooms. The cultivators on both sides cautiously formed battle formations, guarding against the other side making the first move.

The array masters were filled with urgency as they quickly searched for traces of array formations in the stone chamber. However, after searching for a long time, they were unable to discern how the array formations in the stone chamber were carved.

As time went on, tensions between the two sides escalated, and the despair in the Indianapolis reached its peak.

"Buzz!"

A loud rumbling sound rang out, and the two side walls of the stone chamber began to slowly squeeze towards the center.

"No--"

The Indian leader hurriedly directed the monks to bombard the wall, but all the attacks landed on it as if they had been thrown into the sea without causing a ripple.

"This is a Spirit-Sealing Stone!"

Zhang Tong Zhenjun looked at Wan Feng Zhenjun, only to see that Wan Feng Zhenjun was also looking at him.

After a quick exchange, the two sides agreed without further hesitation.

"kill!"

Without hesitation, Zhang Tong Zhenjun ordered everyone to activate their battle formation and charge towards the enemy.

"No no no no—"

The Indian leader roared angrily.

The Indian monks looked frenzied, and flying swords and powerful spells suddenly exploded in the confined space.

A life-or-death battle has begun.