Yang Yuan thought to himself, even if he can’t find strong enough arrows, his marvelous crossbow can still continue to upgrade, as it hasn’t yet reached his level cap.
"Then it’s decided. To be honest, I’m a bit curious about the secrets of this world. Why are there ancient ruins? Were they left by some race or an individual? It seems every ancient ruin suppresses a celestial-level creature... Oh, the one just now should only be Earth Level, but still not to be underestimated."
Yang Yuan snapped the Funeral Crow with a whip, signaling it to descend, and continued, "I want to know what will happen if we kill that giant beast. Will we truly receive a reward like in a dungeon’s first kill?"
At this moment, the Funeral Crow descended to a low altitude and chose a flat spot to land on the ground.
Zhao Jiayan said, "There should have been an underground ancient ruin there, but it was destroyed, leaving only the giant beast and the altar. Even if it is a dungeon, it’s incomplete, and killing it might not grant any rewards."
"How will we know without trying?"
Yang Yuan held Jiang Yiyi and jumped to the ground. After setting Jiang Yiyi down, he took out a safe house and placed it: "Rest assured, I won’t take risks. This is much safer than last time with the Drought Fiend. That giant beast can’t move, while I can attack it without restraint."
"Just don’t take risks, that’s all." Zhao Jiayan slid off the crow’s back, knowing she couldn’t persuade him, so she let him be.
The light here had grown brighter, similar to the visibility of a full moon night on Earth.
Moreover, since the slope was higher, there was no more standing water below.
However, because the temperature here was approaching zero degrees, the ground was very damp.
Besides, the wind was still strong here, and there was also a lot of dust.
It should’ve been daytime, yet it was so dark here, showing just how thick the dust in the sky was.
"There are people over there..."
Suddenly Jiang Yiyi looked into the distance: "There, two people."
"People?"
Yang Yuan and Zhao Jiayan exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.
"How could anyone be in such a place? Could they have escaped from the ancient ruins like us?" Zhao Jiayan was skeptical. She looked in the direction Jiang Yiyi pointed but saw nothing.
It was not due to insufficient visibility, but the ground here was uneven with many parts, including giant pits.
Those giant pits were likely caused by massive rocks thrown from the sky.
"It could also be that they came in from outside. Yiyi, where are the people? Do they have malicious intent?" Yang Yuan asked as he retrieved a marvelous pistol.
"They are in that big pit, observing us,"
Jiang Yiyi pointed in that direction: "I don’t sense malice, but their clothes are so odd..."
"What’s strange about them?" Zhao Jiayan asked.
The little girl was confused, not knowing how to describe it.
Yang Yuan suddenly shouted loudly, "Friends over there, what’s the point of hiding? Come out and talk."
Yet, there was no response.
Yang Yuan was about to continue calling out when suddenly Jiang Yiyi said, "There’s malice now, they’ve pulled out bows and arrows..."
"Boom!"
Yang Yuan fired directly, aiming at that big pit, and pulled the trigger.
"..."
Inside the pit, the two mysterious figures only had time to pull out a bone and activate the defensive power within it at the last moment.
But the next moment, they lost consciousness.
"They’re dead," Jiang Yiyi said, "They should be dead, their bodies are ruined."
"Jiayan, you and Yiyi go into the safe house. I will go take a look," Yang Yuan said as he walked boldly towards... the Funeral Crow.
"Then be careful."
Zhao Jiayan nodded.
Yang Yuan climbed onto the back of the Funeral Crow, struck it with a whip, and immediately, the Funeral Crow spread its wings and soared into the air, flying towards the top of the big pit.
Before long, he arrived above the pit, looked down, and sure enough, saw two twisted corpses lying inside.
However, due to the insufficient light, it was difficult to discern the appearance of the corpses from above.
"They should really be dead."
Yang Yuan ordered the Funeral Crow to descend.
The Funeral Crow stopped at the edge of the pit, and Yang Yuan jumped to the ground, entered the pit, and carefully inspected the two bodies.
"Hmm? This is... scales?"
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly.