Below a wooden post was a large, circular platform, which likely served as their place of worship to the heavens.
However, now it seemed somewhat dilapidated.
Then, at a glance, one could see the three vehicles parked in a corner of the valley.
They were covered with tarps in the back.
It seemed the gemstones within were still there.
But whether anything was missing would only be known after checking later.
It was just that no one knew where the drivers and the escort staff were now.
This was the most crucial part.
Qin Yize took the lead and headed towards the entrance of the valley.
But upon reaching the intersection, he hadn't expected to encounter two guards there.
The guards were young men in their twenties, holding hunting rifles, and watching these newcomers with wary eyes.
The one in the lead spoke in stiff Mandarin, "Leave quickly, this is our Daxi Clan's sacred land, and we do not permit anyone to enter at will."
