Murong Long's team had noticed the pillar and the palace, too.
After exclaiming, they ran towards the palace, apparently thinking there had to be extremely valuable treasure inside.
Jiang Chen was hiding behind a giant rock. Here, holy awareness didn't work, so he wasn't afraid of being found.
The spiritual monkey's hair stood on end upon seeing those people approach the palace. It grasped the corner of Jiang Chen's clothes nervously.
No matter what kind of miserable thing would happen, Jiang Chen would be happy to see the Murongs' team suffer.
Under his curious and expectant gaze, the team stopped outside the palace.
They were excited, but not rash. Holding a formation disk, one of them walked around the palace.
"Brother Long, there's no killing formation deployed," he said.
"Good. Keep the battle formation." Murong Long was decisive. He led the team to walk towards the gate after hearing the report.