"Stop talking nonsense. Grab these Primordial Stones and let's get out of here before that demon outside comes in; we won't be able to escape!"
After a bout of laughter, one of the five Westerners with a hooked nose took out a storage ring and waved towards the pile of Primordial Stones in front of them.
The starlight flashed, and the storage ring sucked in the Primordial Stones in the room like a vacuum cleaner.
The other four Westerners didn't hesitate, immediately taking out their storage rings and beginning to absorb the Primordial Stones on the ground.
However, there were too many Primordial Stones in the underground palace, and even after filling all their storage rings, there seemed to be hardly any noticeable decrease in the pile in front of them!
"What do we do?"
Indeed, the hardest choice to make is when a vast treasure lies before your eyes, yet you cannot take it with you!
At this moment, this was exactly the conflicted feeling among the five Westerners.