Liu Ziang looked at the huge stone gate in front of him.

The excitement in his eyes was hard to conceal.

He immediately ordered two subordinates to step forward and test whether the stone gate could be opened.

"Yes! Young Master Ziang!"

Two burly Classer stepped out in response. Both of them were level 50 powerhouses, exuding a tyrannical aura.

The two walked up to the stone gate, exchanged glances, and shouted out in unison.

"Ha!"

Their knotted muscles instantly tightened, and veins bulged on their arms like little snakes.

They used all their strength, pressing their palms tightly against the cold stone gate, and pushed forward with all their might.

However, the hundred-meter-tall giant stone gate remained completely motionless.

"Again!"

Refusing to believe it, the two once again channeled the energy within their bodies, their faces turning flushed from holding back.

The stone gate remained silent, as if fused with the entire cliff wall, mocking their overestimation of their own capabilities.

Liu Ziang's brow furrowed.

"A bunch of trash!"

He snorted coldly and waved his hand at the others behind him.

"You few, go up together as well!"

Another eight Classer stepped out. Adding the previous two, a full ten powerhouses exerted their strength together.

"One! Two! Three! Open!"

Under their combined efforts, the stone gate, which had been silent for an unknown number of years, finally emitted a muffled, prolonged "creak" sound.

It trembled slightly, moving inward by just the width of a finger.

Then, it fell silent once again.

No matter how much strength everyone exerted, they could no longer push it even a fraction.

Seeing this, Zhou Feng hurriedly stepped forward with a flattering smile on his face.

"Young Master Ziang, it seems we are short-handed."

"In my opinion, why don't we go back first and gather more manpower? We will definitely be able to open this door."

Liu Ziang's face was filled with impatience.

"Why waste that effort?"

A flash of ferocity crossed his eyes.

"Can't we just blast it open directly? I don't believe how tough this damned door can be!"

Zhou Feng's expression changed instantly.

"You mustn't! You absolutely mustn't, Young Master Ziang!"

He hurriedly tried to dissuade him.

"This ruin is not like a Secret Realm. It is said to be full of mechanisms and extremely perilous."

"If we forcefully destroy this door, who knows what unknown mechanisms it might trigger, bringing unnecessary trouble!"

The old man responsible for scouting nearby also nodded repeatedly, chiming in.

"President Zhou is right."

"Matters regarding the ruins are no small matter; caution should still be prioritized."

Hearing this, the impatience on Liu Ziang's face grew even stronger, but after all, he didn't flare up.

He snorted coldly, tacitly agreeing with Zhou Feng's proposal.

"Then quickly contact your father and have him send more powerhouses over!"

The moment his voice fell.

A figure hurriedly rushed out from the thick fog they had come through, moving at an extremely fast speed, as if being chased by something.

When the figure rushed out of the thick fog, everyone finally saw his face clearly.

It was a supervisor of the Radiant Alliance named Zhang Meng.

At this moment, Zhang Meng's face was pale white, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his expression was panicked to the extreme.

Seeing him like this, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Zhou Feng's heart, and his brows tightly furrowed together.

"Zhang Meng!"

He shouted sharply in questioning.

"What happened? Why are you in such a panic?"

Zhang Meng ran in front of the group, holding his knees and panting heavily.

After calming his hurried breathing, he spoke with a voice carrying a hint of crying.

"Pre... President! This is bad!"

"The... The over thirty thousand magic crystals we collected have suddenly... suddenly disappeared!"

"What!?"

Zhou Feng's eyes instantly widened into balls, his voice changing pitch.

The others behind him also looked at each other in dismay, their faces filled with incomprehensible shock.

"What on earth is going on!?" Zhou Feng grabbed Zhang Meng by the collar and roared.

"With so many people guarding the magic crystal storage area day and night, how could more than thirty thousand magic crystals be moved away right under everyone's eyes!?"

Zhang Meng's body shook like a sieve.

"I... I don't know, President!"

"I don't know who released an extremely clever illusion array in the magic crystal storage area. From the outside, no abnormalities could be detected at all."

"This morning, when we were preparing to transport a portion of the magic crystals out, we only then discovered that the storage area was wrong."

"That mountain-like pile of magic crystals is simply an empty shell! The magic crystals inside are al... all gone!"

Zhou Feng's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Liu Ziang's expression also grew solemn.

However, he did not lose his composure like Zhou Feng, instead analyzing calmly.

"President Zhou, don't panic yet."

"This is nearly a thousand meters underground, and the entrance is tightly guarded by us."

"Even if the other party sneaked in, they might not be able to get out."

"In my opinion, that thief must still be mixed in among the Classer we captured and brought in."

"As long as we go back and check one by one, we will definitely find clues!"

Zhou Feng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart.

He nodded, his voice cold.

"Let's go! We're heading back first!"

Meanwhile, on the plaza of the ancient city ruins.

Zhou Huai was still immersed inside Yasuo, feeling that overbearing and peerless Judgment Golden Lightning.

Just at this moment, he suddenly sensed that his soul link with Qin Ming was rapidly weakening.

This was a sign that Qin Ming had already left the Abyss of Mist.

Normally, this might be understood as Qin Ming returning to the cave to rest.

But at this critical juncture, Zhou Huai judged.

The matter of him throwing the magic crystals had come to light.

Zhou Huai's consciousness quickly withdrew from inside Yasuo, switching over to Moria.

He gave a deep instruction to Moli nearby.

"Moli, take some people to continue exploring these ruins, and be sure to be careful."

"Yes! Master!"

Moria said no more. His figure flickered, turning into a puddle of flowing ink that silently melted into the shadows of the ground and disappeared.

This was the best escape opportunity he had created for Li Gang.

Just in case, it was better to go over and take a look in person.

Perhaps he could even help him secretly.

After all, with the current strength of himself and the Evernight Guild, it was still not enough to contend with the Zhou and Liu families.

To prevent them from finding the Divine Artifact in the ruins first.

The military must be made to get involved.

Moria's figure flew rapidly through the shadows.

When he arrived at the exit of the Secret Realm, he found that the Classer who usually came and went transporting various materials and magic crystals had all disappeared.

The road was empty and desolate, without a single human figure.

This further confirmed Zhou Huai's judgment.

The Radiant Alliance must have gathered everyone back, preparing to conduct a harsh interrogation.

Moria's figure passed through the door connecting the Secret Realm to the outside world, arriving once again in that huge, vacant underground cave.

The scene before him made the chill in his eyes even more intense.

I saw that inside the huge and empty cave, a full four thousand plus Classer who had been captured to act as coolies were all gathered here.

They were forced by the members of the Radiant Alliance with weapons, kneeling densely on the ground in utter silence.

The entire cave was permeated with a stern and oppressive atmosphere.

The illusion array set up by Zhuge Kongming in the magic crystal storage area had now been forcibly broken.

That small mountain piled up by tens of thousands of magic crystals had long since disappeared, leaving only a few scattered dozens on the empty ground, appearing exceptionally jarring.

On the edge of the storage area, three Classer were kneeling on the ground.

They were the last three people responsible for guarding the magic crystals.

A water-soaked black long whip ripped through the air, producing a crisp "snap" sound, and fiercely lashed onto the back of one of them.

Flesh turned inside out, and fresh blood splattered everywhere.

"Ah——!"

A shrill scream echoed in the dead silence of the cave.

A member of the Radiant Alliance holding a long whip had a fierce expression.

While frantically whipping, he roared at the top of his lungs.

"Will you talk or not!"

"Will you talk or not!"

"Was it the three of you who stole the magic crystals!?"

Those three Classer had long since been beaten out of human shape. They could only lie on the ground, wailing in pain while weakly begging for mercy.

"My lords! Spare our lives! We really didn't take them!"

"We just moved the magic crystals over like usual, and didn't even touch a single magic crystal!"

However, their explanations exchanged for even more frantic lashing.

The long whip did not stop in the slightest.

In a short moment, those three were beaten to their last breath, completely losing any sound.