C683 Each of Them Had Their Own Harvests

Lin Feng and Zhao Ling'er's figures rose up, and a low voice came from below. The entire room collapsed and closed. The terrifying sword aura no longer existed.

The skeleton would be buried underground forever. In the future, no one would notice this place.

"We have been here for a few days. Now that we have used the advantage of the Spatial Sacrificial Altar