Chapter 184 Holy Treasure Ring

In hand, Wu Xiaode wielded the Holy Shovel, stealthily emerging from inside the wall.

Admittedly,

his body was shrouded in the silent Demon Mist, but this was the bone dragon's territory.

Who could tell whether it had placed some kind of empowered Magic?

No matter when, caution was always right.

Wu Xiaode looked up.

Above was a hefty black door.

No mistaking it.

According to his calculations, right above this black door was the Dragon God statue.

He had really dug his way in—

And hadn't triggered any mechanisms.

Wu Xiaode looked forward.

All he saw ahead was a pitch-black Void, with only dense, disorderly black slabs floating midair.

These slabs were arranged haphazardly, surrounded by piercing, bone-chilling cold winds that howled back and forth at times.

Looking around, besides the slabs and dark Void, there was nothing else.

How to find the door?

There was no clue at all.

Even a fool could see this path was troublesome.