Dust filled the air, obscuring their vision, but they continued their relentless pursuit. The collapsing citadel posed a grave threat, but they were cultivators accustomed to danger and adversity. Each step they took echoed with determination, their instincts sharpened by the pursuit of power and wealth.
Amidst the chaos, Azrael's voice rang out, his voice carrying a mixture of excitement and urgency. "Cambion, over here! I've found something!"
Cambion swiftly joined his companion, and together they unveiled a hidden chamber. Within its depths, an array of golden chests and gleaming artifacts awaited them, a testament to the wealth contained within.
Their eyes widened with awe and anticipation as they surveyed the treasure trove before them. Among the dazzling array of riches, they spotted a spherical container that seemed to hold a magical essence within—a radiant liquid that shimmered with ethereal hues.
