"Are you telling the truth?" a middle-aged man asked, his face etched with deep shock.

He was the clan leader of a smaller clan.

"Yes, clan leader. I saw them with my own eyes," an elder replied with a firm nod.

All the elders in the room wore stunned expressions. Everyone believed the capital was doomed and would fall into the hands of the evil sect.

And now…

For the past three days, the Thousand Wealth Chamber had been quiet.

Everyone thought they were also scared of the evil sects, but now they realized they were wrong.

"Clan Leader, what should we do?" an elder asked, looking at their quiet clan leader.

The clan leader furrowed his brow for a moment before a firm determination appeared on his face.

"We can't miss this chance. Since the Thousand Wealth Chamber has begun to fight against the evil sect, we can't stay idle."

"We need to get our hands on the miraculous armor at all costs. Our survival depends on it."

When the elders heard this, they all nodded in agreement. Everyone knew that if the evil sects targeted them, their end would not be pleasant.

"Send our men to buy the armor immediately. With the Thousand Wealth Chamber serving as a shield, the evil sect will not have time to target a small fry like us."

"Yes, clan leader." An elder nodded and rushed out of the hall.

News of the Thousand Wealth Chamber began to spread like wildfire throughout the capital.

No one doubted their claim. The Thousand Wealth Chamber had already established their fame, and everyone subconsciously trusted them.

Besides, with the vengeful spirits and evil sect devouring their people every second, they had no choice but to go all out.

…

In a corner of the street, a woman in her early thirties was leading a group.

She was only in the Early Core Refining stage-3, and behind her were men and women from the Peak Foundation Realm to the Early Core Refining realm.

The group gripped their weapons tightly, their hearts pounding heavily against their chests like war drums, with their eyes darting left and right.

"I think the coast is clear," the woman who led the group whispered.

"Follow me quickly."

Whoosh!

Everyone moved with precision as they raced across the street.

The group was eerily quiet, save for the distant howls of the vengeful spirits.

The tension was intense and suffocating.

"Two streets left, and we will arrive at the Thousand Wealth Chamber," she said with an assuring smile.

Everyone nodded; the fear and nervousness on their faces spoke volumes about their state of mind.

Just as they prepared to enter the next street, a sudden wail rose from the distance.

"Wailing Revenant!"

Everyone held their breath, afraid to breathe too loud. They hoped and prayed it would move away, but it was futile.

Tension gripped their minds like a vice.

"I'll hold it off while you make the run," the leader whispered, gripping her saber tightly.

Everyone nodded, their hearts in their throats.

Whoosh!

She rushed from her hidden spot and clashed with the Wailing Revenant.

"Die!"

Bang! Bang!

In a split second, a woman and a vengeful spirit exchanged dozens of attacks.

"Now…."

Instantly, the team rushed out and escaped with all their might. No one looked back, their thoughts racing, hoping to arrive at the Thousand Wealth Chamber as soon as possible.

On the battlefield, the woman held her ground as she fought to kill the Wailing Revenant as quickly as possible.

Sound attracts vengeful spirits.

The roar of battle began to draw more spirits toward them. At first, only the Wisp Spirit appeared, which posed no problem for her.

But with the addition of the Restless Phantom, the pressure increased.

Sweat dripped from her forehead, and her back grew soaked. Her breathing was erratic.

"I can't continue like this," she thought, and began to search for a chance to escape.

Just then, she heard footsteps. A flash of relief crossed her face. As they were human, they could assist her in destroying the vengeful spirits.

However, when she saw the newcomers, her expression turned grim. They were evil cultivators.

"Run!"

Without hesitating, she abandoned the battle and rushed to escape.

"Don't let her go," a middle-aged man commanded.

Instantly, many evil cultivators gave chase.

"Don't run! You can't escape from us." One of them grinned evilly, licking his lips.

"I wonder how this would taste."

"I bet she would taste better than the previous one."

To the evil cultivators, the woman's fate had already been sealed. Listening to their conversation, the woman's heart pounded heavily, fear gnawing at her.

The distance between them closed with each passing second.

"Just one street left!" she muttered, pushing her speed to the limit, blood leaking from the corner of her lip from the exertion.

Her physical body could not withstand the strain any longer.

She tried to keep rushing, but her body refused to obey. She was exhausted, breathing erratic.

Coming to a stop, she looked at the last corner that would lead to the Thousand Wealth Chamber street with regret.

"Hahaha. Why don't you keep running?" one of the evil cultivators taunted.

"She must be out of energy. Tsk!"

"Hah. That will make her more delicious."

"I don't want anything except her blood."

"I only want her bone."

Listening to their inhuman conversation, she wanted to commit suicide rather than allow them to touch her.

Just as she prepared to bite her tongue, heavy footsteps sounded from behind her.

"This is the Thousand Wealth Chamber zone."

"Evil Cultivators are not allowed."

A booming voice announce.

Hmm?

All the evil cultivators were stunned. They widened their eyes for a moment before it hardened into scorn.

"Tsk! What is the Thousand Wealth Chamber Zone?"

However, to the woman it was the most pleasing sound she had ever heard in her life. The grave and panic expression on her face vanished, replaced with relief.

Thud! Thud!

Five men in Stoneheart Armor appeared and fixed the evil cultivators with a deadly gaze.

"Kill!"

The five moved at once.

Hmm?

The evil cultivators could not believe their eyes. They had heard of the strange armor of the Thousand Wealth Chamber but did not think much about it.

What could mere armor do?

So they thought.

Among them, the lowest was Core Refining realm stage-1, while the highest was Core Refining stage-4.

How could a Core Refining Stage-2 stand a chance against them?

Unfortunately, reality was different.

Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhh!

The battle had barely begun when two of the evil cultivators were slain.

The remaining ones were stunned, their previous pride vanished.

"How could this be?"

Those were their last thoughts before the last remaining evil cultivators were slain.