Chapter - 3551

"Oh?" Zeke asked curiously, "Then why does everyone choose to go to Dark Swamp instead of the Ghost Tomb?"

Orion looked at Zeke with an expression that resembled one looking at an idiot.

Even Ellena let out a soft chuckle.

"Are you a fool? Places like Ghost Tomb offer few opportunities, and they're not even comparable to Dark Swamp. Despite the dangers of Dark Swamp, they don't pose too much of a threat to those in Nebula Class. Ghost Tomb, however, is a different story altogether."

Astonishment surged even more within Zeke's heart when he heard that.

Everyone was in the zenith stage of Nebula Class, and logically speaking, they could move unimpededly in the Secret Realm of Mount Kush.

However, upon further reflection, it might not necessarily be the case.

If, indeed, there were no longer any dangers or opportunities, the number of cultivators sent into the Secret Realm of Mount Kush would definitely be significantly reduced.

Indeed, it was true that danger would often come hand in hand with rewards.

"Ghost Tomb is filled with countless souls. Back in the day, the ghost immortal achieved enlightenment through ghost cultivation!" Orion calmly added, "That place is swarming with souls everywhere, so there's really nothing much worth visiting."

Orion then asked Zeke, "Isn't it better to stay here? Dark Swamp is naturally dark. I've just managed to escape from there, and my heart has only just begun to feel at ease."

Indeed, he hadn't been out for long, so there was no need to rush to chase after those grand opportunities.

Taking on certain risks simply wasn't worth it.

"Where is the location?" Zeke asked again.

After the discussion, Orion revealed the location of the Ghost Tomb to Zeke.

"There's no need to go," Orion stated once more.

"I think I'll go take a look later." Zeke shook his head. He then flew a distance away, leaving the two alone. He gestured for them to proceed and cast a glance at the pair.

"Please, go ahead! Go ahead and fight!"

Zeke wasn't going to intervene.

Orion's expression turned, and so did Ellena's.

"Are you really leaving just like that, Great Marshal? We are all people of the mortal world. Help me deal with Orion!"

Zeke wouldn't possibly wade into these murky waters. Upon hearing those words, he laughed heartily and said, "No need. I think it's unnecessary. Even though we're from the mortal world, we're all human cultivators. There's no need to make such clear distinctions, right?"

Orion let out a cold snort. "You don't have to intervene. Just stand by and watch how I take this person down!"

"Do you think you can kill me?" Ellena scoffed with a smirk. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were a demonic cultivator, given your aura. Do you still have the audacity to deny it to my face?"

"What a joke!" Orion sneered, "Why should my aura concern you? This is simply the Great Pryncyp I've chosen to cultivate."

The two began to argue, but neither had any intention of escalating it to a physical fight.

Zeke had indeed identified the problem. It was clear that the two people no longer wished to fight. Apparently, his earlier efforts to mediate had led them to cool down a bit, and neither of them wanted to risk their lives anymore.

After all, they were both in the zenith stage of Nebula Class. They both might die together, and no one would end up benefiting in the end.

Healing alone would probably take a considerable amount of time.

The time they could spend in the Secret Realm of Mount Kush was limited, and they couldn't possibly stay there forever. Thus, they understood whether their current rivalry or the search for opportunities held more significance.

In truth, they were all waiting for a mediator, and that was Zeke.

Zeke couldn't help but feel nonplussed. Since they had already decided not to fight, there was no need to argue over who won or lost.

After all, no one could win a verbal dispute convincingly.

Thinking it over, Zeke uttered again, "How about this? You two should stop arguing. Let's not ruin the harmony here. Orion, why don't you let her return the formation flag and the treasures to you? How does that sound?"

"No way!" Orion snorted coldly. "She must offer me more benefits. I won't stand for a raw deal."

"All right, then." Zeke shook his head with a smile. "If Ellena doesn't compensate you enough, then I'll do it on her behalf. It's also a way for me to repay the favor I owe to you from before, Orion."

As he spoke, Zeke drew out the Black Dragon Spear.

There were two Black Dragon Spears in total. One belonged to Wade, and the other one belonged to Vesper. Despite both being divine weapons, there was a hierarchy between them.