RUMBLE.
The gate to the Ancient Hall was immense, forged entirely from White Jade. Following the death of the Golden Lion, it slowly began to open.
In an instant, countless fervent gazes were fixed on the gate.
Everyone knew this was the greatest opportunity in the Profound Celestial Ancient Land, and every single person yearned to enter.
"According to the rules, every time the Profound Celestial Ancient Hall opens, there are only fifty spots available for entry."
Liu Bingxue took a deep breath, a hint of excitement audible even in her chilly voice.
The Profound Celestial Ancient Land had a total of three hundred spots.
But for the Profound Celestial Ancient Hall, there were only fifty.
Ning Jiang wasn't surprised, however. Any land of fortune and opportunity would have a limited number of slots.
One hundred thousand years ago, he had seen some ancient inheritances where the spots were even rarer, sometimes fewer than ten.
