Chapter 5680: Mutual Destruction, Part 1
The Southern Overlord pushed aside one of the automaton's arms with her fingertips, slipping out of their encirclement.
The Western Overlord was frantic, shouting, "Quick! They've probably reached the main hall and triggered some mechanism, causing these automatons to stop attacking."
This was a dire situation.
All along the way, they had always been a step behind, leaving them particularly passive.
Another delay now would likely mean someone else getting there first.
A hint of resentment flashed across the Western Overlord's face.
"Go!"
"Go, go, go!" The Southern Overlord impatiently urged those around her.
The group broke through the scattered automatons, frantically rushing towards the main hall.
They ran with an intensity as if drawing on all their childhood strength.
They couldn't afford to be slow.
Being a step behind felt like all the treasures were already in enemy hands.
If that were true, it would be truly frustrating.
The Western Overlord was almost fuming. "I can't believe we've gained nothing from this trip!"
As the Western Overlord spoke, the others beside him were also on the verge of exploding with anger.
Indeed, they thought, we worked so hard to come to the Divine Palace, and we got absolutely nothing!
This was truly disheartening and made them feel incredibly unwilling to accept it.
The group swiftly reached the main hall and streamed inside.
The Western Overlord immediately roared, "What are you doing?!"
The main hall was filled with many people, all craning their necks, happily searching for treasures as if it were a festive occasion.
These treasures hung above everyone's heads, encased in wooden boxes of the same color and material, each appearing to be of similar size.
However, everyone understood that upon opening a wooden box, it could contain pills, medicinal herbs, refining materials, or even divine artifacts, sacred artifacts, or sacred beasts.
The items seemed within reach, yet extracting them was incredibly difficult.
Moreover, each person's opportunities weren't endless.
After all, less than nineteen hours remained until the Divine Palace closed.
And each time they expended all their energy to retrieve an item from a wooden box, they inevitably needed a period of rest and recuperation.
Currently, many people in the hall were meditating, which meant they had already retrieved their first round of treasures!
They were indeed a step ahead, just as suspected!
The Western Overlord glared at Qiaomu, who stood silently to the side.
If it weren't for that wretched girl leading her group away, would they have fallen a step behind?
However, at a time like this, the Western Overlord naturally had no time to argue with Qiaomu.
His eyes quickly scanned the rows of neatly suspended wooden boxes.
He deliberated, unable to make a decision.
Meanwhile, the Southern Overlord and Northern Overlord had already each chosen a wooden box and were vigorously attempting to open them.
Judging by the effort they put into struggling with the wooden boxes, it seemed they had chosen quite valuable items.
A flicker of jealousy crossed the Western Overlord's eyes, and a faint doubt arose within him: Was he truly that unlucky?
Sometimes, one simply had to believe in fate.
The Western Overlord collected his thoughts, randomly pointed to a wooden box hanging above his head, and focused intensely on permeating it with his sacred power.
At the same time, the Eastern Overlord, who had been sitting in meditation, suddenly shifted his gaze, becoming extremely sharp.
He quickly rose from the ground.
Before even Adult Qiaomu could react, the Eastern Overlord abruptly ran to the left side of the main hall...