Swish.
After putting away the Qiankun Bottle, Chen Mu casually fastened the Broken Sword to his waist, then glanced over the entire Secret Vault before stepping forward and vanishing instantly.
After Chen Mu's departure, the Secret Vault of the Foreign Race once again fell into darkness and silence.
Just like that.
It was unclear how much time had passed.
Accompanied by a fleeting spark of Spiritual Light, a wave of Spirit Patterns appeared throughout the Secret Vault, gradually dissipating.
A figure stepped in from the entrance of the Secret Vault. This person was tall and robust, none other than Qiu Xiang, the Great Progenitor of the Foreign Race.
Qiu Xiang stepped into the Secret Vault, took just one step forward, then stopped and cast his gaze toward the center of the vault, before sweeping his eyes over the entire place, slightly shaking his head, letting out a sigh.
