Dark clouds blanketed Yanzhi God Mountain.
An extraordinarily beautiful woman in a phoenix crown and bridal robes still stood atop the divine mountain.
Once, she had been expressionless, forever gazing into the distance, as though anticipating something, yet also as though waiting for something.
Now, her brows and eyes were gentle, and a faint curve graced her lips, making her exquisitely beautiful.
Her naturally lowered hand was concealed beneath her wide sleeve, and in her palm, she hid a tiny human.
Lu Ran had all his divine weapons and artifacts stand guard while he focused his attention on his Spiritual World and arrived at the Gods and Devils Sculpture Garden.
"Thank you, Sect Leader, for saving my life!"
The enormous Tu Peak stone statue supported his battered body and knelt before Ran Sect Madam, like pushing down a golden mountain and toppling a jade pillar.
He bowed his head deeply, his heart filled not only with gratitude, but guilt as well.
The pair of Stone Maces the Sect Leader had specially bestowed upon him had shattered in battle.
Those had been fourth grade divine weapons, seized from the god Yun Jian. Yet Tu Peak had been beaten back step by step by the martial monk. Aside from the Stone Maces, even that First Stage Divine Weapon Ji had shattered.
As the one controlling the right arm of the god Dongting, Tu Peak should have seized the fourth grade Divine Weapon Ji from his hand as well, but...
Everything had happened too suddenly.
Tu Peak had failed to obtain it, while Yan Shuangzi had merely taken Dongting's corpse and the Cai Divine General away with her.
That top-grade divine weapon had been swallowed up in the ruins of the divine mountain along with the impact of the terrifying golden dragon. Whether