This was also an unavoidable matter.
The ancient temple was just too sinister, who would dare to approach it?
Everyone worried about a buy-one-get-one-free deal, not only failing to deal with the ancient temple but also getting themselves dragged into it.
Unable to drive it away, they could only let it exist here.
Luckily, the ancient temple only caused strange transformations and harvested primordial spirits at its final moment; on ordinary days, it lay motionless. Otherwise, the Immortal Domain would have long been thrown into chaos.
Jiang Hui usually turned a blind eye to it.
After all, he had only been here for a mere hundred thousand years, nowhere near when the Ancient Guidance Palace would "activate." Rushing up at this moment bore little significance.
But today.
The ancient temple had somehow become rather eerie.
Inside the grand hall, at some unknown time, there appeared a shabby wooden box.
It was a wooden box.
