Zhao Lin spoke unhurriedly, the corners of his mouth carrying a faint mocking expression.
It was as if they were mocking the two geniuses of the Ancient God Clan for overestimating themselves.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, the ground of the entire treasure vault suddenly shook, and the dust on the wall kept falling.
Everyone was caught off guard and their bodies swayed left and right.
Little Wang Cai retreated a few steps and almost forgot to fall to the ground.
"This... This... What happened?"
Huang Yueli's eyes widened in shock.
However, Zhao Lin didn't have the time to answer her.
As the tremors became more and more intense, a dazzling golden light suddenly shot out from the longsword in front of Zhao Lin.
In the beginning, it was just a ray of light, but the range of this light expanded rapidly. In just a few breaths, it illuminated the entire treasure vault.
