In front of the joint squad, standing at the entrance of the Beimang Forbidden Land, Li Hao respectfully bowed towards the forbidden land and said:
"Sir, we have abided by your agreement, and we are ready to enter the Beimang Tomb."
As Li Hao's voice resonated, a thick ghostly fog converged into the form of the Blood God and appeared before the crowd.
Sweeping his gaze across the elite exploration squad present, Lu Yan glanced at the distant campsites of various forces.
This expedition to the Beimang Tomb posed risks; thus, no true aristocrats were sent, only those responsible for transmitting news back to Luocheng from the campsites.
Lu Yan didn't pay much attention to this and simply nodded slightly:
"Ready!"
Transforming into black fog, Lu Yan swung his sleeve, his hand reaching towards the depths of the Beimang Forbidden Land.
Above the sky, dense black fog suddenly gathered, like a gigantic beast awakening from ancient chaos.
