"There must be something good inside this box," Luo Chen whispered.
Qing Shuang nodded, and the two of them slowly approached the stone platform.
Just as they were about to touch the box, the cave suddenly shook, and the box on the stone platform trembled along with it.
"Be careful!" Luo Chen shouted, pulling Qing Shuang back quickly.
A strange purple smoke spread out immediately.
And as the bizarre colored mist permeated.
All around them, more than ten cultivators dressed in yellow robes, with yellow cloths covering their faces, appeared suddenly.
These cultivators seemed to have emerged suddenly from the walls of the cave, their movements uniform as if they had undergone long training.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged a glance, seeing alertness and caution in each other's eyes.
"Who are you? Why have you intruded into our forbidden land?" one of the cultivators asked in a hoarse voice.
