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The decayed and barren land was strewn with dust, merciless years leaving behind traces like spider webs and horse tracks.
A human skeleton, broken in two, lay cold and pale on the ground, devoid of light and covered by the desolate and bleak atmosphere.
Ye Hanjun sighed softly and looked straight ahead.
The final destination guided by the jade sword, the hidden bronze altar obscured by curtains, was barely visible from a glimpse of its silhouette.
If only he were a bit stronger, a bit luckier.
The tribesman named Ye Man might have been able to break through all barriers and successfully obtain the "Young King's Stone".
With such a treasure in hand, his B-level authority would have had a seventy percent chance to be promoted to A-level ahead of time.
By then, he would be the Young King.
If he could survive the tomb and be infused with authority, ascending to the seventh tier, he would possess the authority of S-level.
