The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation. Cultivators exchanged whispers and glanced around, sizing each other up.
Leon noticed that many of them were seasoned fighters, their battle-hardened faces reflecting years of experience. These were no mere amateurs; they had come for the dungeon, knowing full well the dangers that awaited inside.
Leon was awed by what he saw, with all these preparations, he knew that the dungeon they were about to raid was definitely not an ordinary dungeon compared to the goblin dungeon he raided back then, it definitely won't be of thesame rank...
Leon's eyes scanned the crowd, noting the palpable tension in the air.
This wasn't just a casual raid—this was a life-and-death struggle where only the strongest would survive.
A quiet determination settled within him as he prepared himself mentally for the challenges ahead.
But then, something caught his eye.
