Chapter 852: Herk Temple! Dungeon Entrance!
The Ten Thousand Demons Continent truly lived up to its reputation as the front-line battlefield closest to the Ten Thousand Demons Abyss.
The Professionals who dared venture here were all strong and high-level.
Evidently—
Even the lowest-leveled Professionals here were between level 140–150.
Most were between level 160–170.
Inside the grand hall—
Discussions ran rampant, voices filled the air—it was bustling with noise and energy.
Some had just returned from a dungeon. Though they looked a bit ragged, their happy expressions clearly showed they had returned with great loot.
Others were loudly advertising detailed dungeon strategy guides of varying difficulties—starting at just 200,000 Holy Crystal Stones per copy.
Of course...
There were also some rather somber announcements.
[Notice: Dungeon No. 24 "Wraith Wasteland" is now vacant. All challengers have perished.]
[Notice: Dungeon No. 36 "Death Venom Nest" is now vacant. All challengers have perished.]
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With one announcement after another being broadcast before the crowd—
The staff members at the front desk calmly announced, "Dungeons No. 24, 36, 54, 57, and 62 are now vacant. Those who wish to challenge them, please prepare your tickets and enter. If you do not enter within five minutes, your turn will be forfeited to the next group!"
Under the staff's guidance—
Several teams who had already purchased tickets stepped into the dungeons without hesitation.
The others watching the announcements showed no concern or emotion for the death of these challengers.
Well...
They were clearly used to it by now.
Even though the current situation had stabilized, this was still the front-line battlefield, where absolute safety could never be guaranteed.
And most who dared to mix in here were the kind of Professionals who walked with their heads strapped to their belts.
Their motto was simple: "The brave get rich, the cowardly starve."
Join a bounty legion, head to the battlefield to hunt those damn Ten Thousand Demons, dig out their demon cores, and strike it rich.
So, to them, matters of life and death were as ordinary as eating and drinking.
But the moment Ling Zhan entered Herk Temple with his three divine beast girls—
Whoosh!!
Countless gazes immediately turned toward them.
Hmm...
Most of the gazes were filled with greedy, heated desire—focused on the cold and proud Yun Man and the elegant, mature Chang Yue.
Some perverted old men with a taste for little girls also cast their lecherous eyes on Meng Shuang.
Meanwhile, not a few female Professionals stared at Ling Zhan with hearts in their eyes.
Some were even already plotting in their minds to abduct this outrageously handsome man when they encountered him in the wild.
Truly, Ling Zhan's appearance and temperament were far too outstanding.
In this world of class transitions where strength reigned supreme—
Women were no longer the weak ones, since strength here was defined by your attribute panel.
Even a little loli, if her stats were high enough, could crush a two-meter-tall hunk with one finger.
So now that they had power, these women's inner desires had skyrocketed.
This was simply human nature.
But when they saw that Ling Zhan's party's highest level was only around 150—
Smirks of interest crept across many faces.
In response—
Ling Zhan walked calmly to the front desk, completely ignoring the surrounding gazes.
If this had been in the past, the divine beast girls Meng Shuang, Chang Yue, and Yun Man would've immediately lashed out at the obscene stares directed at them.
But after spending enough time with Ling Zhan, they had also learned to ignore such disgusting creatures.
Why bother caring about the gazes of mere ants?
Still, when facing some of the women who had taken on full "thirsty fanatic" expressions, Yun Man's face remained frosty cold.
After all, to her—
She didn't care how disgusting men looked at her, so long as they didn't approach.
But if a woman dared covet her master—then she'd definitely be pissed.
Ling Zhan stepped to the counter and said to the female staff member who was staring at him dreamily, "I've already made a reservation for five dungeons—No. 6 through No. 10."
As soon as those words fell—
Uproar!!
The crowd that had been eyeing Ling Zhan with amused looks instantly burst into commotion.
The reason was simple—
Dungeons No. 6 to No. 10 were publicly recognized as the hardest Mythical-grade dungeons.
Namely: Frost Hell, Magma Hell, Bitter Abyss, City of Souls, and Slaughter Temple.
These five dungeons were recommended for levels 160–190.
Of course...
There were five even harder dungeons.
Those were dungeons No. 1 to No. 5, which only level 180–190 elites could enter.
They were also Mythical-grade dungeons.
And dungeons 1 through 5 had chances to drop sacred-grade gear.
Yet even with such rewards—
No one usually dared to challenge those five dungeons.
Few teams even formed to attempt them.
Mainly because the difficulty was too extreme, and the entry fees were astronomical.
Most couldn't even afford a ticket.
Additionally—
These five dungeons were considered Trial-type dungeons.
In Trial-type dungeons, there were no Return Scrolls. Once the instance begins to close, you only have two options:
One: Clear the dungeon.
Two: Die inside.
It was precisely for this reason that even high-level Professionals were unwilling to enter lightly.
At the very least...
Over the past few years, no fewer than thirty powerful teams had perished inside.
Rumor had it that even the top elites of the Demon-Slaying Legion planned to wait until they hit level 190 before attempting them as a team.
That alone showed just how hard those five dungeons really were.
No one could even imagine someone trying to solo them.
As it stood, all the current best records for these five dungeons were held by teams.
Teams composed of past Demon-Slaying Legion elites.
But many of those former elites had already ascended to the Upper Realm and no longer remained in the lower realm.
That said—
The five dungeons Ling Zhan chose were still extremely difficult.
As for why he didn't attempt the first five dungeons, the reason was simple—he wasn't high enough level.
That's all there was to it.
If his level had been high enough, he would've gone straight for those dungeons just to see if they were really as impossible to clear as the legends claimed.
Now—
After Ling Zhan stated the dungeons he had booked,
The staff member snapped out of her daze and quickly checked the relevant information. Her gaze immediately turned respectful.