Ye Xuan and his companions gradually shifted their gaze away, then cast their eyes toward the cavern filled with sinister Demonic Qi, waiting for the emergence of the demon treasure.
As time passed swiftly in their anticipation, night soon enveloped them, with a full moon hanging high, its cold light diffusing throughout heaven and earth.
Everyone held their breath in silence, even conversation was suppressed, their eyes shining with excitement as they scanned the surroundings continuously.
However, as the moon's cold light grew sharper, there was still no movement deep within the mountains, making some people grow restless—could it be that the demon treasure would not emerge today?
Muttered curses of annoyance drifted on the night breeze.
Ye Xuan's eyes remained calm as he watched the rolling Demonic Qi within the cave. Suddenly, his gaze intensified as he saw a burst of peculiar light emerge from within the ominous Demonic Qi.
