The idols came alive and began attacking the people inside the place. There were more than ten statues and all of which were as strong as a tenth meridian. Wang Ling was but a third meridian Immortal, he can't handle such opponents without risking anything.
Thankfully, the idol did not attempt to attack him and just let him be. Wang Ling heaved a sigh of relief and quickly started locating the box, "Over there."
The black box that was adjacent to the feet of the idol was kicked away and Wang Ling scrambled to the black box and retrieved it. He moved as fast as he could but those who saw the black box was no more than twenty people and all of them, including Wang Ling aiming for it.
But this time, Wang Ling was the fastest of them all and he got his hands on the black box. The box was small enough to fit snugly onto his hands and right at the moment he got his hands on the box, Wang Ling felt danger coming from behind.
