In the depths of the Seven Colored Clouds Ruins, a boundless marshland stretches out, with bubbling pits scattered across the ground. The air is filled with a pungent, rotten smell, and a mass of blue miasma floats above the swamp.
Shen Yuqing, Shen Yuhong, Shen Ou, and Shen Yue stand atop a low earthen hill, their expressions grave. Two Rune Soldiers stand beside them.
"Master, there's a prohibition here as well; we can't force our way through."
Shen Yue said with a frown.
"Strange, the map I collected didn't mention any prohibitions here!"
Shen Ou furrowed his brows.
"The Seven Colored Clouds Ruins must have arranged rotating restrictions; each time they enter a weakened period, the prohibitions change. Some very safe places might have strong prohibitions. Otherwise, after all these years, the treasures of the Seven Colored Clouds Ruins would have been taken already."
Shen Yuhong analyzed.
