Roar... Roar...
The deep growls of the Yuan Beast continued to echo from the stone gate, leaving Ding Fan and the others unable to feel at ease. At this moment, upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Guo Lin's expression also turned a few shades more solemn. He knew that the Yuan Beast definitely wasn't a simple existence, but the opportunity inside was also undoubtedly immense. Especially when Guo Lin heard Ding Fan's words, he was even more certain that the existence of the Sword Washing Pool was very likely a legacy left behind by the ancient village chief.
If one could gain some inheritance from that chief, it would undoubtedly be a transformative change for oneself.
