Damn it!
No matter how powerful you once were, what does it matter now? By the looks of this Divine Temple, it's clear you have already fallen, so now it's just a pile of mud, nothing to be arrogant about!
The leader secretly cursed in his heart, trying to bolster his courage.
At this moment, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Boss, look, there's a mechanism here!"
The leader hurried over, and sure enough, a mechanism appeared at a certain spot in the Divine Temple.
He studied it carefully, and after confirming it wasn't a trap, he cautiously pressed it.
Clang!
With the sound of gears grinding, a niche slowly emerged on the wall behind the statue.
On the niche, there lay a completely black, unremarkable longsword.
"Why is it just a broken sword? Could it be that there's no treasure in this Divine Temple?" Everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed.
The leader, however, remained silent and cautiously stepped forward.
"Mo Wang'an? What kind of strange sword name is this?"
